The intense smell of urine instantly filled the entire room. The foul stench made the young man's eyes darken involuntarily as he took a few steps back.
He looked at Kong Jinyin with indifferent eyes, disdain, and disgust, as if he were looking at a pig by the roadside.
At this moment, Kong Jinyin was deeply enshrouded by a sense of enormous humiliation, his mind completely blank.
Even he couldn't have imagined that he would be so scared he'd wet himself.
But it's actually not hard to understand. Kong Jinyin's body hadn't fully recovered. Although his upper body had returned to normal, his lower body was still in a child-like state.
Under the immense shock of fear, losing control and thus wetting himself, could be considered normal.
The young man who slapped Kong Jinyin earlier was naturally Su Tu, but at this moment, he looked different from usual, with sharper and more defined features, carrying an indescribable air of nobility.
