Huo Tingxiao's handsome face was taut, his gaze piercing as he looked at Pei Zhao.
Pei Zhao, unafraid, met Huo Tingxiao's eyes and continued to taunt,
"What's the matter? Don't want to know, or are you too scared to find out?"
Pei Zhao's words had hit the bullseye; Huo Tingxiao was... afraid!
He knew Pei Zhao too well, with his meticulous mind, he would not have chosen this moment to return without being absolutely certain.
"So, you can be afraid too, Huo Tingxiao. I've only just returned, it's only been a few words, and you've already become like this, sigh, when did you become so fragile?
It really doesn't give me any sense of triumph."
The sharpness in Huo Tingxiao's eyes slowly faded, and Pei Zhao's repeated provocations had unexpectedly helped him regain his composure.
"Pei Zhao, if you want to retaliate against me, it's simple, there's no need for such an elaborate scheme."
