Chapter 22: Hidden Motives

The man's eyes turned red; he ignored Jiang Zheng and lunged toward the object. Jiang Zheng, whose physical strength surpassed the man's, seized the opportunity to restrain him.

"Let go of me! Damn it, let me go!" The man writhed and struggled on the ground, but his strength was no match for Jiang Zheng's, and he couldn't break free.

"Auntie, did you call the police?" Jiang Zheng asked, breathing heavily. The recent scuffle had drained him considerably. Though his physical abilities had improved, subduing a grown man was no small feat. At that moment, Jiang Zheng found himself missing the "Martial Arts Master" skill—if only he had it, he wouldn't have to exert so much effort.

"I did. I told them there was a pervert here," the cleaning lady nodded.

"Auntie, please don't leave. When the police arrive, they'll need you as a witness," Jiang Zheng said.

She nodded again.

Jiang Zheng glanced at the object lying nearby; intuition told him it was no ordinary thing. What exactly it was, he couldn't tell, but perhaps the police would know.

Unbeknownst to Jiang Zheng, a girl stood at the entrance to the women's restroom, watching him with eyes full of fascination.

It wasn't long before the police arrived. After hearing Jiang Zheng's account, they initially assumed it was a typical case of a pervert sneaking into the women's restroom. With people like that, their options were limited—usually just a warning or some educational talk.

But the moment they saw the item on the ground, their ex