Chapter 112: A Scum from the West

Yang Fei touched his arm, wincing as he sucked in cold air from the pain.

Unintentionally, Yang Fei had learned the secret of the old city's demolition, feeling secretly pleased with himself.

But on the surface, he wore a mournful expression.

"I kindly saved you, and you bite, what gives you the right to bite?"

The girl already felt somewhat guilty, looking at him as if he were a wronged little housewife.

The girl immediately smiled apologetically.

"Okay, okay, I apologize, I'm sorry."

"I've had this habit since I was a child, I really like to bite people when I get angry."

"What, you've liked to bite people since you were a child?"

Yang Fei was immediately terrified.

He instinctively shifted to the side, watching the girl warily.

The girl, seeing his terrified expression, smiled even more brightly.

She pouted slightly, "Yes, my brother has been bitten by me all his life."

"He's always covered in bruises, and he's still very afraid of me to this day."