Specially Bought for William

Aiden had no time to react. Valentina's calm face was reflected in his wide, startled eyes. The brutal wind brought by the steel pipe was about to hit him. He was about to witness his blood splatter. But the scene he anticipated did not occur. The pipe stopped just in time, right next to his hair. He could even feel the cold temperature of the steel. He held his breath. Breaking out into a cold sweat, he swallowed, "What are you doing?" He looked at Valentina. Valentina stared at the slightly slow-reacting Aiden and calmly asked, "Do you think this pipe is good-looking?" Aiden looked at her as if she was mentally ill. She tossed the steel pipe onto the floor. "Just kidding." Leaning against the wall after having barely caught his breath, Aiden struggled to straighten up. His body hurt while breathing due to the several hits he had taken from the pipe. Glancing at the whining hoodlums on the ground, Aiden asked Valentina, who had her hands in her pockets, "What are you following me for?