The white-robed young master, who had been struggling desperately a moment ago, suddenly froze. His face, as white as porcelain, and his eyes widened bigger than copper bells, stared at Fang Xing in a daze, seemingly frightened by Fang Xing's actions, losing all his previous arrogance and dominance, looking like a frightened little rabbit. On the contrary, Fang Xing appeared indifferent, glaring with eyes wide open, gritting his teeth, hand raised high, with a look that said, "I've uncovered your disguise, you bastard, if you don't confess honestly, I'll slap you to death."
"Woo woo..."
Fang Xing raised his palm intending to coerce a confession, but instead of hearing the desired answer, he saw the white-robed young master, who had been arrogant just moments before, suddenly burst into tears after staring with his round apricot eyes for a while...
...That infinitely arrogant young master suddenly cried sadly, with tears flowing like rain.
