"Piss off!" The first thing Tang Zhou said was a reprimand, "Where is that kid, Leng Weixuan?"
"In another hospital room. I injured his manhood. The doctor said that Leng Weixuan will no longer be able to perform as a man!" Leng Chenmo said coldly and ruthlessly.
Tang Zhou's mood wasn't lifted. He cast out a complex thought: "Really? What is he going to do then?"
It's not that he's sanctimonious. Tang Zhou isn't a very bad man by nature, and he himself has a hidden illness, so he is particularly concerned about this matter.
"Let him suffer!" he said. The person who dared to hurt him, dared to insult him, was already kind enough even without taking his life!
Leng Chenmo was never a tenderhearted person. His kindness was only relative.