Originally, when Li Shengxiao sent the tattoo of number 67 this time, his full intent to settle accounts with the other party was transformed into them being at fault.
After all, Chu Feng dared to hire an assassin on someone else's turf to kill, with the target being their girlfriend; the current outcome is purely deserved.
If they intervene again, given that man's nature, he certainly wouldn't let it go. Now that the blame is pinned solely on Chu Feng, if they get involved, there's no telling if they might be considered the masterminds behind the stupid action.
He cast a sidelong glance at Chu Xi, maintaining his backward posture, hands in his pockets, exuding subtle coldness amidst grandeur. "You should be grateful your father didn't succeed. The situation hasn't escalated beyond control, or else I wouldn't protect you either."
Having said that, he walked away indifferently, without looking back.
