"Li Huowang, why did you run off without a word?" Protected by a crowd of Men in Black, Su Tianfu came up beside Li Huowang and called out, "Where's your girlfriend?"
Su Tianfu couldn't quite understand why Li Huowang had suddenly taken off with his girlfriend. If he hadn't known that Li Huowang losing his mind at any moment was perfectly normal, he would already have suspected someone was setting him up.
He couldn't help it. The world was too treacherous. As a certain famous writer had said—"I have never shrunk from imagining others with the worst possible malice."
Su Tianfu swore it was that writer who had said it, not MacArthur.
"Why are you crying? Did your girlfriend break up with you?"
Su Tianfu had said it offhand, but then he saw Li Huowang kneeling on the ground, eyes red, and immediately panicked. "Brother Li, don't cry! I was joking!"
Seeing Li Huowang actually cry left Su Tianfu at a loss. He suspected he had struck a sore spot.
Unlike the people around him, who were all a little crazy in one way or another, Yang Na was a normal woman by any measure. What had happened today was far too much for an ordinary person to bear.
As another innocent bystander dragged into this, Su Tianfu could sympathize with her. How had things gone so wrong when everything had been fine?
The commotion gradually died down. The psychiatric patients who had been preparing to leap over the asylum walls saw Su Tianfu as a beacon. One after another, they presented their "spoils" to him, calling him by all sorts of titles.
"Thanks for the effort, comrades." Su Tianfu clapped to get everyone's attention, then pointed at the five-story building. "It's late, so go get some sleep! You're the