At that moment, Jun Wangchen felt thoroughly screwed—and by a male dog, no less.
Good grief, mister! After all that acting I did, your little crusade for justice sent me straight back to square one.
I swear, I want to rub a forty-meter saber back and forth against your neck so you can feel the power of my tender loving care.
"Young man, why would you want to beat me up?" The older man looked startled by Jun Wangchen's words.
"I'm so overwhelmed that I want to hit someone. Can you understand that feeling?"
The older man smiled. "I understand. Don't worry. With me here, that girl won't dare hit you. Come, stand beside me. Don't leave. Everyone here will make sure you feel some warmth today."
Jun Wangchen's eyes welled up even more, and he clenched both fists.
Mister, I have a hearty 'fuck you' on the tip of my tongue. Should I say it or not?
Off to the side, Mo Li froze for a moment before her brow relaxed.
Honestly, she had thought Jun Wangchen would escape through his earth-shattering acting skills. She had never expected the crowd to be so helpful.
Seeing Jun Wangchen's miserable expression, Mo Li curled her lips into a faint smile. Then she took her police ID from her pocket and shouted sternly, "Ladies and gentlemen, please step back. This man is a wanted drug offender. He is extremely skilled at disguising himself and has many lives on his hands. The police have wanted him for ten years. We located him today and came specifically to arrest him. Anyone who dares interfere will be treated as an accomplice."
Between the police ID and Mo Li's warning, everyone exchanged startled looks. They hurried away from Jun Wangchen, clearing a path.
"Everyone, don't believe