"Hmm…" Over the phone, Nangong Jin suddenly let out a deep hum, thrilling and captivating, but immediately afterwards, Di Jinxuan heard him sharply draw in breath.
Then there was the sound of small pieces of metal hitting the floor, followed by the clear ignition of a lighter, and then an intense inhale, like he was smoking restlessly.
After these sounds appeared consecutively, Nangong Jin finally spoke. His glorious voice trembled a little, "Little Xuanxuan, since you care so much about Gege, how about not being angry anymore?"
Di Jinxuan became anxious and couldn't help but yell at him, "Stop talking nonsense, when can you come back, how is your current situation?"
"You can't come back for now." Nangong Jin said with a low voice, "But if you can forgive me and not be angry, maybe I can come back."
Di Jinxuan: "Nangong Jin, don't push your luck…"
Who threatens people like this?
"What is pushing my luck?" Nangong Jin laughed softly, giving off a strongly arrogant vibe.
