บท 908: Lu Xin's mental core (part two)(1)

Perhaps Lu Xin's attitude was too firm when he said these words.

The atmosphere in the small restaurant became stifling.

Lu Xin didn't try to threaten or suppress number eight with his mental power, but number eight's hands and feet began to tremble.

It was obvious that number eight was trying his best to stabilize himself, but his eyes were already starting to drift.

The determination and pride that he had before had turned into an empty sense of powerlessness at this moment ...

"Ask you?"

Number eight was enduring indescribable torture under this pressure.

Just as he was about to collapse from the pressure, he suddenly felt an emotion that was buried deep in his heart. He slammed the table and stood up straight. His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Lu Xin, "

"Number nine, are you here to show your kindness because you're in control?"