Fang Che's conscience naturally doesn't hurt.
Every time he beats someone up, he feels particularly at ease, especially when he beats up his cousin Fang Qingyun. That's when he feels exceptionally relieved.
For some reason, as soon as he sees that honest and sincere face, he feels that if he doesn't beat him up, he's letting himself down.
"This must be the resentment left by my previous life."
Fang Che feels he's not that kind of person.
But whether he is or isn't, it doesn't matter anymore.
"Even if I am, so what!"
Feeling extremely pleased, Mr. Fang arrived at the Worldwide Escort Agency and first went to the backyard for a look. Oh, there were twenty more people on the punishment posts, receiving Tian's Itchy Pit.
"What's going on here? Hasn't the escort mission already started?"
"Chief, these guys went out and encountered bandits. They even raided the bandits' lair. Raiding it is fine, but they wanted to pocket all the loot!"
