Chapter 417: Whose Face Did You Steal?

The man pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket, already stained with blood. He skillfully wiped the edges of the wound with the handkerchief, suggesting this wasn't the first time he had done this.

With a somber face as dark as ink, the man walked out of the women's restroom just in time to see Han Fei, his teeth clenched, his eyes filled with undisguised hatred.

It had been his idea to impersonate a victim's relative to attack Han Fei. He had spent a lot of money and planned for a long time, but not only had he failed to ruin Han Fei, he had also elevated Han Fei's popularity to new heights, which infuriated him greatly.

"You've built a nice public image, but remember, the more people like your image, the more they will despise you when it collapses." He tried to stay calm, recovering from the abnormal state he had just been in.