Su Feng was the first one to rush to the doorway.
His heart was filled with anger, and the anger temporarily filled his exhausted legs with strength.
He had it all planned out, he was ready to fiercely confront Lu Xiaobu.
Even if he got beaten up, he was ready to risk it!
"Bang!"
He furiously pushed open the door to the rooftop.
But to his surprise, he found that Lu Xiaobu was nowhere to be seen.
Only Zhang Meng stood there at the edge of the rooftop, smoking a cigarette.
"Where is he?!"
Su Feng was utterly baffled.
He felt like his punch had landed on cotton, and it was an incredibly frustrating feeling.
Other reporters also surged in.
Each and every one of them had an angry expression, ready to demand answers.
Then, just like Su Feng, their faces turned to puzzled dismay.
They looked around in disbelief.
"Where is he?"
"Yeah, where's Lu Xiaobu?"
"Wasn't he supposed to be here?"
"Could he be hiding?!"
"..."
In the end, they turned their gaze towards Zhang Meng.
