บท 67: Chapter 66 What if I don't agree?

Shen Qing stepped into the room, and his eyes were first drawn to a grayish-blue brick floor.

The bricks were somewhat worn and uneven, clearly aged over time.

Besides that, the room had simple wooden furniture, not luxurious but carrying an antique charm.

Placed within the room, they seemed out of place, as if pieced together haphazardly by someone.

Shen Qing withdrew his gaze and took two steps forward, looking up.

Zhao Ba was sitting on a tall wooden chair, the back covered with a wolf skin glowing with a dim light. He looked at him with a faint smile, exuding the pressure unique to someone in a high position.

Xiao Zhi, following behind, felt like a rabbit stranded in a tiger's lair, and a sense of unease and anxiety arose in his heart.

He took a deep breath, trying to appear more composed.

But this demeanor was still captured by those who were observant, drawing laughs from them.