Icy rainwater splashed against Pang Xiaoming's forehead.
Already seething with rage after the truth of his Dao Companion's infidelity had been exposed, Pang Xiaoming instinctively moved to circulate his Spiritual Qi and evaporate the moisture from his head.
'Damn it all! I'm indoors and still getting wet. Why am I so damn unlucky?!'
However, before Pang Xiaoming could use his Spiritual Qi to evaporate the moisture, he felt the chill, carrying a strange and sinister cold, seep into his scalp.
'Damn it! What the hell is this?!'
In that moment, Pang Xiaoming felt as if his head were about to explode. He clutched it, collapsing to the ground in agony and wailing ceaselessly.
"Hey! What's wrong with you? Don't think this little act will get you out of paying your debts!"
The surrounding cooks gathered, blocking Pang Xiaoming in.
They didn't believe there was anything actually wrong with the dwarfish cuckold.
He was just trying to find a way to escape from them!
