Pitter-patter of light rain, desolate alleyways.
And there was a girl being cornered and beaten against a wall.
This scene was all too familiar to Xia Feng, stirring the dust-covered memories of his own childhood deep within his "Memory Sea".
Before he met Sister Yi, he too was bullied daily by his peers, being cornered against walls was all too common.
So when he saw this scene, it was somewhat... glaring.
The leading blond-haired boy saw an adult approaching, and moreover, one who had gotten out of a sports car, he tensed and gripped the wooden stick in his hand tighter, "Who— who are you?"
Xia Feng's black pupils briefly swept over the girl in the back, her calves and arms were covered in bruises, her face was also cut by a small knife, and her disheveled hair made her look like a beggar.
Xia Feng smiled faintly, "What are you all doing here?"
