Croney glanced at Zheng Ming again, and suddenly an old impression surfaced in his mind, prompting him to smirk and say, "So it's you, old chap. You've caught me. Your dream has come true, hasn't it? You should thank that novelist then."
Zheng Ming's mouth twitched again, "I didn't expect you to come undone here; I indeed should thank that kid."
Croney fell silent.
His hands were cuffed and pressed against the desk as he looked at Zheng Ming, Shen Qianqian, and Hu Daqiang.
Then he said, "I didn't expect to fall into that kid's hands either."
"Since you've fallen, you should cooperate well and strive for leniency," Zheng Ming said, his gaze intertwining with Croney's in an interrogative manner.
Shen Qianqian and Hu Daqiang's gaze also rested on him.
Croney laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" asked Zheng Ming.
