Han Fei had high expectations for Achong, but now Achong's performance was very unsatisfactory to him.
He didn't even dare to dispose of the body, so where did he get the nerve to claim he was a pervert?
"Come on, I'll teach you. Move faster!"
Achong was a masochist, but that didn't mean he wasn't afraid. Trembling, he got up from the ground and began to accept Han Fei's forceful teaching.
While "cleaning," Han Fei didn't forget to ask about what he most wanted to know.
"What exactly did you see on the night you kidnapped Du Shu?" Han Fei poked right at Achong's sore spot, the last thing he wanted to recall was the scene from that night.
"A very terrifying scene." Achong stuttered, hesitating for a long time before he spoke. "We saw that woman called Du Shu swapping 'medicine'."
"Why was swapping medicine terrifying?"
