Those words were like a lighthouse in the darkness, giving Night Owl a direction.
Her lost and despondent body trembled as she suddenly turned around.
There she saw Yi Feng standing not far away, smiling at her.
"Good, good."
Night Owl hurriedly replied.
The coldness from before vanished without a trace.
Even the poison in the air seemed as though it had never existed.
Seeing this, Zhang Zishan, who was suffering endless agony nearby, widened his eyes, his face filled with unwillingness.
She had been waiting for Yi Feng here?
That letter had been for Yi Feng too?
"Why?"
Provoked beyond endurance, Zhang Zishan roared at Night Owl through the pain, "Why did it turn out like this?"
"Didn't you like me?"
"Didn't you personally ask me that day what kind of clothes I liked women to wear?"
"Didn't you deliberately dress up and wear them for me to see?"
"Why was that letter for him instead of me?"
"Why are you treating me like this?"
Zhang Zishan's words instantly turned Night Owl's face, which had only just shown a trace of a smile, cold again.
She appeared before Zhang Zishan as though she had teleported, grabbing him by the throat.
"What are you that you think you deserve to say I like you?"
"You dressed up for me? Heh, you think you're worthy?"
"I truly don't know where you got that confidence."
Night Owl nearly laughed in fury.
Even now, this man could not see the situation clearly. He truly was stupid beyond measure!
"Island Master Night Owl, I think that's enough. He's been poisoned by you; he's practically crippled for life already," Yi Feng said softly.
"Not kill him?"
Night Owl asked doubtfully.
"Spare his life for now."
Yi Feng said that although this kid had a foul