Yangliang paused momentarily, his brain kicking back into overdrive.
Operation failed.
Yangliang had no choice but to admit it; Lin Li's protective shell was sometimes just a bit too hard.
Trying to keep up with Lin Li was still too strenuous for a normal person.
"Lin Li, so… what exactly do you mean by 'you had this intention'?" Struggling to think, Yangliang opted to directly ask Lin Li.
"Prostitution is wrong. My friend is deeply entangled in it, and his body, mind, and spirit are severely harmed. I must help him turn back from this path, so Uncle Yang, I'll find a chance for you all to catch him; upholding righteousness even against one's family!"
Lin Li, representing justice, spoke loudly.
Yangliang: "…"
"What kind of friend you've made, I don't know… but your friend sure has a good friend." Yangliang found it hard to comment, but he ultimately chose to encourage.
"It's what I should do." Lin Li was a bit modest.
