"But the look in that man's eyes just now made me very uncomfortable," Mo Nanze said seriously to Lu Yinfeng, his hands stuffed into his pockets.
He thought that Lu Yinfeng, being a woman, should have stronger intuition.
However, Lu Yinfeng felt Mo Nanze was making a big deal out of a small issue.
She quickly opened the door and pulled Mo Nanze into the room.
"Oh Little Uncle, if you talk bad about someone at their doorstep and get overheard, won't that ruin our neighborly relations?" Lu Yinfeng complained, slightly annoyed.
Although the apartment was small, it was cozily furnished.
As Mo Nanze looked around the room, he explained, "Yinfeng, I don't want to be alarmist and stress you out. It's just that the man who opened the door earlier had such an aggressive presence, and he immediately retreated when he saw me. It's hard not to be suspicious."
Lu Yinfeng recalled the man from the apartment across the hall and also found it odd.