Seeing his attitude, Cheng Shuang's eyes flashed, and she deliberately puffed out her cheeks and asked with concern, "Did they make you angry?"
Because of the terrace at the front of the mansion, which is some distance from the rooms on both sides, and because it's suspended in mid-air, sound transmission isn't very good. Therefore, the eager men couldn't hear what the two were saying at all. Most importantly, even with her by Feng Jiakang's side, they still had no intention of leaving.
In particular, several young men with relatively ordinary appearances showed a natural hostility towards Cheng Shuang.
The young girl looked up and examined Feng Jiakang closely. Only then did she realize that Feng Jiakang was quite handsome; when he wasn't smiling, he had a clean and refined appearance, and when he smiled, he was very sunny. If he were in the original world, he'd probably be a heartthrob among celebrities!
Feng Jiakang touched his nose. Wasn't it a bit too much to use children like that?
He said in a deep and decisive voice, "Yes, why are they staring at me like that? Xiao Shuang, go and chase them away for me!"
Cheng Shuang answered crisply and skipped over.
Feng Jiakang clutched his chest, feeling guilty and heartbroken.
From a distance, the little girl walking through the boardwalk stood tall and proud. Whenever she encountered someone staring at her intently, she would stop and say a few words. No one knew what she said, but some glared at her angrily, some looked at her resentfully, and some suddenly turned cold. In short, almost instantly, all of these people left.
Only one left!
Feng Jiakang suppressed his disappointment. Tsk, they didn't even start arguing. Are all these natives so good-tempered? The more he thought about it, the sadder he became. He had actually run into someone as fiery as Fang Niang.
He quickly regained his composure, for he saw the little girl turn around and smile triumphantly at him. However, what alarmed him was that when she walked up to the last person, she said something, and the person suddenly looked up at him twice, then immediately walked towards the arched bridge with a beaming smile, heading towards the nearest shop.
Feng Jiakang frowned, staring at the person's pale green back. Was he seeing things? He thought he saw the person's hair move slightly.
Although the people of Qingyou City grow their hair, the men's hair is not very long, almost just long enough to barely form a bun on top of their heads. Children, on the other hand, have short hair, like that Cheng Wudong, whose short, fluffy hair is tied into a thin braid. The other person's hair was somewhat loose, and there seemed to be a patch of unkempt hair around his neck.
Could it be that some monster is finally about to reveal itself?
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