Chen Heng's opponent came very quickly. As soon as he walked onto the stage, Wang Zhong came over, looking at Chen Heng with a playful expression. There was a unique feeling in his gaze as if he was thinking about something, giving people the sense that he had caught a prey.
"Your eyesight is terrible." Chen Heng looked at Wang Zhong and said indifferently.
"Is that so?" Wang Zhong smiled and then said, "That's rude."
"I thought you wouldn't mind."
As he was talking rudely, the expression on his face became more and more apparent, giving people an obvious sense of playfulness but with a tint of uneasiness.
"Do you know? Before this, I heard about your news, and I was surprised. What kind of situation is it for a person like you to take the initiative to come before me and willingly throw your life away?"
