Justice

At this moment, on the street surrounded by the crowd, the onlookers stood there blankly. Ling Quan and the Black Seal Army behind him were also frozen in place, all staring at Xiao Yan, who stood opposite Ling Quan with a bowl of liangfen in hand, eating it leisurely.

Ling Quan had actually lent Xiao Yan money, and Xiao Yan had actually gone and bought a bowl of liangfen. Completely ignoring everyone else's astonished gazes, he calmly savored it right there.

Even more outrageously, Xiao Yan seemed to have borrowed a small stool from the restaurant. He sat across from Ling Quan with the bowl in hand, eating away. To everyone else, the scene was utterly ridiculous.

If people had initially suspected that Xiao Yan was mentally challenged for actually buying liangfen and sitting there to eat it under such circumstances, they were now beginning to wonder whether Ling Quan was the one with a problem.

Oh, Xiao Yan was sitting while you were standing. Xiao Yan was eating while you watched. You even had to obediently wait for him to finish, and you were the one who paid for that bowl of liangfen.

Was your brain... all right?

After being dumbfounded for quite a while, Ling Quan gradually came to his senses. It seemed that, perhaps, maybe, possibly, Xiao Yan had fooled him. He gritted his teeth in fury, his liver aching with rage!

But what could he do? He had already handed over the money, and Xiao Yan had indeed gone to buy liangfen and returned to eat it. He could only keep waiting, wait for Xiao Yan to finish and see what he had to say, then find a way to smear his words.

Thus, Ling Quan frowned deeply and stared at Xiao Yan, thinking over what