Now she understood. Nan Feng was a tit-for-tat kind of girl. Whatever one did to her, she'd pay back in full.
Nan Feng took out a short knife to peel some fruit, speaking as she peeled, "Actually, I really like peaches. The peaches of this season are big and round, sweet from the mouth to the heart. So, do you like peaches?"
Watching the gleaming knife, Xin Meng could only nod.
Nan Feng had already peeled the peach. She sliced it into pieces, removed the rag in Xin Meng's mouth, and fed her a piece of peach. "Since it's tasty, let's eat together. We can eat and chat. But don't scream, okay? The knife I'm holding is very sharp. See this wound on my leg? It was caused by this knife."
Nan Feng even lifted her skirt to show her leg wound to Xin Meng.
Xin Meng bit into the peach. Because she was so nervous, she had no idea what the peach tasted like.
Nan Feng insisted on asking, "Is it tasty?" Xin Meng didn't dare to shake her head and could only keep nodding.