What Do You Want to Do to the Senior's Chief Gardener?

Slap!

Slap! Slap! Slap!

The crisp, resounding, rhythmic slaps remained the only main melody on this street.

And this cruel yet cheerful symphony had become the finest accompaniment to the meal inside Maple Dye Pavilion.

Inside the restaurant, the atmosphere was strange to the extreme.

Everyone wore different expressions as they watched the bloody scene outside that could only be described as "a loving mother and filial son."

The girls at Skywater Academy's table were already too embarrassed to keep watching, while Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes were filled with undisguised contempt and disgust.

Tang San.

She had finally seen this man for what he truly was.

Back at Shrek Academy, he had coveted her immortal herb. That hypocritical, greedy face of his was still vivid in her memory.

At the time, she had only thought he was a hypocrite.

But now, it seemed he was far more than that.

He was simply a complete, incurable lunatic!

Zhu Zhuqing shifted her gaze away from Tang San outside, who had his backside raised and a "blissful" look on his face, and it instinctively fell upon the lazy figure behind the bar.

The young man rested his chin on one hand as he watched the spectacle outside with great interest, an amused smile hanging openly on his lips.

It was as though all the troubles and turmoil of the world were nothing more than an entertaining play in his eyes.

Noticing her gaze, Lin Feng slightly turned his head and raised an eyebrow at her, his eyes seeming to ask: Is it good?

Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks flushed at once.

Like a startled fawn, she hurriedly lowered her head, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

Thank goodness...

Thank goodness her master had appeared back then and pulled her out of that mire.

Otherwise, if she had