Zhou Hai stared into Lin Yin's eyes without any fear.
But soon, Zhou Hai's frown relaxed, and his gloomy expression instantly disappeared. He chuckled and said, "You did write a will, but your classmate hasn't written it yet."
The warning in Zhou Hai's words was obvious.
Lin Yin walked forward carefully and nodded. "You're right, so you can only threaten me with my classmate."
Zhou Hai laughed loudly. He looked at Lin Yin, who was overestimating herself, and mocked, "Little kid, you're too naive. In our line of work, there are ways to make people wish they were dead. Therefore, you'd better not continue to challenge me verbally or test my bottom line step by step."
With that, Zhou Hai strode forward. For some reason, he felt that talking to Lin Yin made him feel aggrieved.
Therefore, he would rather not look at it. When they arrived at the base camp, he would teach this little girl how to be his woman.
