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Ning Fan looked at Fan Zhongliang, whose face bore a mocking smile, and the eagle beside him watched with a cold gaze, devoid of any expression.
Zi Hongyu stood beside Fan Zhongliang with an emotionless face, his hand being incessantly tugged by Fan Zhongliang, who seemed oblivious to Fan Zhongliang's questioning.
Fan Zhongliang looked at Zi Hongyu, gritted his teeth, and roared, "Zi Hongyu, just make your move already, damn it! They're right here, kill them!"
Finally, at that moment, Zi Hongyu turned his head to look at Fan Zhongliang.
Seeing Zi Hongyu's response, Fan Zhongliang's hope reignited, but the very next second, when he saw the confusion on Zi Hongyu's face, Fan Zhongliang was completely despondent.
"Make a move? What move?"
Zi Hongyu looked at Fan Zhongliang with a puzzled face, his lips curling up into an inexplicable smile.
"Don't play the fool with me, we had an agreement!" Fan Zhongliang shouted, and then he froze, as if realizing something.
