A group of fighting tourists—if they die, they die. Every year, these reckless people 'die' several times over, their corpses connected end to end, enough to circle the Earth a few times.
At most, you send out a meaningless apology letter in your own name.
The key is that Junior Brother Zhu's mental state is worrisome...
Sometimes he's foolishly naive, other times erratic...
Even if the other party is at fault, his reaction is way too extreme.
At the slightest disagreement, he goes on a rampage; the scene photos resemble a slaughterhouse, with blood covering the entire hall!
This won't do!
Next time I see him, I must have a good talk with him!
Descenders are people too, and a tourist's life is also a life—you can't just kill randomly!
As Feng Zhaobai contemplated with a frown, Wang Hua hesitated for a while before speaking hesitantly.
"Actually, these are minor issues. I have more important intelligence regarding Junior Brother Zhu."
