'The barefoot woman must have just arrived in Qingchuan City. Otherwise, when her handmaiden was poisoned, she wouldn't have sought my help. She would have gone straight to her unfathomable master.'
'And if he had to name one thing the heavily made-up woman and this woman before him had in common...'
'Both women had a small, simply-drawn spider tattooed on their chests.'
'Could it be...'
"Doctor Zou, are you satisfied with this little welcoming gift?"
The barefoot woman expected Zou Feng to be pleasantly surprised to see Tu Zuohai's head. What the hell was this look of utter disappointment?
After all, from her perspective, Tu Zuohai had escaped on his own and should have been an endless source of trouble for Zou Feng.
She would never have guessed that Zou Feng had intentionally let Tu Zuohai go...
'Satisfied, my ass! Such a valuable asset, wasted just like that!'
