Zhang Ding couldn't help but be startled, thinking to himself, shouldn't this poor student have been shattered by the blow and cleared off by now?
How did he come back so soon?
In a moment of distraction, Xu Fan was already holding a bag, sitting across from him.
Zhou Keren couldn't help but look at the bag Xu Fan had placed to the side with doubts and asked, "Xu Fan, what did you just go do?"
"Don't speak yet, I want to continue talking with this friend here."
Xu Fan waved his hand, signaling Zhou Keren to not interrupt, then turned his gaze towards Zhang Ding.
"Friend, I want to hear what you just said again, thank you."
Xu Fan fingered his ear as he spoke, and Zhang Ding couldn't help but be startled.
What does this guy mean?
Glancing at the bag placed to the side, Zhang Ding blinked continuously, thinking, could it be that this guy regretted it now? Coming over to demand the hundred thousand from me?
Snort, snort.
