It was like Zhang Hei's head was struck by lightning, and he reflexively got up from the sofa while looking at Jun in horror. His eyes opened wide, unable to believe what the young man had just said.
Right now, not only Jun looked like he had lost all the blood on his face, but Zhang Hei also looked as if all the blood on his face had frozen. He looked like a pale corpse unable to move his body to say anything.
His heartbeat was also erratic as if a force was pressing on his heart until it was about to explode, and he seemed ready to kneel in front of the white-haired man.
Jun's eyes remained fixed on him, and they darkened before slowly returning to their original innocent and pure eyes. The young man looked confused as he blinked a few times, and weakly opened his mouth to say, "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you. I just... I suddenly heard a strange voice in my head, but maybe it's just my illusion."
