The man looked at Feng Wu as if he was looking at an idiot. "Is she more important than your own life?"
Feng Wu said, "She's my best friend."
Putting his hands behind his back, the man looked up at the silver moon in the sky, and his expression turned so brooding that his eyes looked like bottomless pits.
"You know what? I asked your friend the same question." The man stared at Feng Wu and his smile turned bloodthirsty. "Do you know what she said?"
Feng Wu bit her lower lip. "So, it really was you who took my friend."
The man didn't deny it. "That's right. It was me."
Feng Wu asked, "Why? Did I offend you?"
Feng Wu kept her clear eyes on the man and wouldn't miss any emotion in his eyes.
She knew that the man was wearing a skin mask, but his eyes couldn't lie.
"You didn't offend me, but you've offended someone you shouldn't have." The man shook his head. "And that's the last person you should have offended in your life."
