Chapter 116: Kick

Sam winced from the impact, his hand instinctively clamping over his chest as a mixture of surprise and irritation welled up inside him.

Through gritted teeth, he retorted, "Enjoying, huh? More like enduring, you chunky troublemaker!"

However, Wang Feng, upon hearing Sam's words, maintained a stoic silence.

He cast a meaningful glance in Sam's direction, one laden with unspoken thoughts.

Sam, perceptive to the unspoken tension in the air, slowly lowered himself into a chair, positioning himself squarely across from Wang Feng.

His expression grew grave as he addressed his friend.

"Alright, fatty, but that incident was nothing short of serendipity, or perhaps fate itself. Even I struggle to find the right words to describe it, and you know well enough that my uncertainty is genuine," Sam admitted earnestly.

However, Wang Feng, with a sly grin, couldn't resist a teasing jab.