Huo Jingtang looked at Huo Jingfeng, who was tortured by anxiety, and inside, Huo Jingtang felt a slight satisfaction for Jiang Shuya. Yes, let him undergo some mental and psychological torment to make him realize there is a price to pay for wrongdoing, that is, the condemnation of conscience. Such invisible pressure is a test of human nature.
"Sorry, that's your own problem. I can't help you with that," Huo Jingtang said weakly.
However, Huo Jingfeng was provoked by this attitude, his hands tightly clenched into fists, "Jingtang, to be honest, asking you isn't the only way I can find out about Lele's situation. I could use other means, but I don't want to, so I hoped you would simply tell me, but why aren't you willing? Are you trying to force me to take that action?"
