This was an extremely attractive and scantily-clad young woman who was in an inebriated state; it was difficult for passersby NOT to pay attention to her, and if she were to encounter some sinister individuals, she would be in some trouble.

However, Tang Wulin wasn't interested in sticking his nose into other people's business. She was dressed like this and had gotten herself intoxicated to this extent, so perhaps a one-night stand was what she was looking for anyway. In any case, he was certainly in no place to do anything about this.

As such, he turned around to leave, yet right at this moment, an enraged voice suddenly sounded beside his ears. "Where the hell are you, you bastard? When are you going to get out of my dreams!"

Tang Wulin's footsteps faltered upon hearing this. He was suddenly struck by a sense of familiarity upon hearing this voice, and he seemed to have heard similar interrogative words in the past.

He reflexively turned toward the woman again, and right at this moment,...