The woman in red froze, never expecting Zhao Fu to block her attack so easily. She tugged hard on the whip in her hand, but could not pull it free from Zhao Fu's grasp.
Zhao Fu frowned as he looked at the woman before him and said, "I really am not the person you're looking for. If you keep this up, I won't be polite with you."
Seeing Zhao Fu repeatedly say that she had mistaken him for someone else, and that he had not taken the initiative to attack anyone, with a fairly decent attitude, the others called out, "Miss! Could you really have the wrong person? He doesn't look like a rapist to me."
Hearing those voices, the woman in red felt as though she would explode with rage. She knew that aura extremely well—it was this man who had defiled her good friend. Now, that friend's whereabouts were unknown, and she had most likely been killed by that rapist.
Such a heinous criminal, a man whose sins deserved ten thousand deaths, actually had people speaking up for him. How could the woman in red not be furious?
However, to prove that she had not made a mistake, the woman in red took out a jade pearl and tossed it out. The jade pearl slowly flew toward Zhao Fu.
The woman in red said, "If you have the guts, catch this jade pearl. This jade pearl only reacts to that rapist. If you don't dare, then you are that rapist."
Zhao Fu snorted coldly. "Why wouldn't I dare? I don't know you at all. Once it proves that you have the wrong person, let's see how you plan to clean up this mess."
The woman in red said furiously, "Stop quibbling! If you have the guts, grab that