Yin Zhan walked toward Leng Yejin. The two men, who looked down on everyone else, stared at each other. They exchanged countless pieces of information in silence.
On this idle morning with rumors flying around, they were like a pair of lovers, looking at each other for more than three seconds without moving away. They mainly recalled the countless moments of fighting in the past, and then smiled at the same time. They did not expect that one day they would have to do the same thing, not to strangle each other, but to use all their strength in one place.
"Do you know who did it?"
I thought the first thing you'd say to me would be,'Leng Yejin, you're courting death.' Then, you'd better punch me.