He saw the man's face, and that man saw him too.
But it seemed as if the man was deliberately showing off, treating Honda Sakura with increasing cruelty.
Xiao Jingsheng only hated his own incompetence, and now, he even regretted, regretted not rushing in and beating that man up viciously.
He felt sorrow for his father, and felt his father was unworthy!
As Xiao Jingsheng wandered, he found himself in a red-light district without knowing when he had arrived.
On the streets of the red-light district, several young women stood laughing and chatting about something. When they saw Xiao Jingsheng, they all glanced at him in unison.
Soon, someone recognized Xiao Jingsheng, sashayed over with a boneless touch on Xiao Jingsheng's chest, and said: "Yo, isn't this Young Master Xiao? What wind has brought you here today?"
Xiao Jingsheng cast down his eyes with a glance, her face heavily made-up, which was rather off-putting at first sight.
