"Wang Ye, today, when you were on stage, you didn't you discover a piece of True Stone? After the competition ends, could you possibly..."
It might have been because Guo Pengzhan had never actively asked for anything from anyone else in his life, so, when he tried to speak now, he became more visibly nervous. The improvement he had shown just moments ago began to fade.
Under Wang Ye's few words of encouragement, Guo Pengzhan finally managed to voice the words he had held back: "Could you give it to me?"
After finishing this simple sentence, Guo Pengzhan's face turned completely red with strain, his face drenched in sweat. Seeing this, Gu Jing hastily took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his face, looking at Guo Pengzhan with eyes full of heartache.
