Wang Lin’s face revealed a resolute expression. He bit his teeth and said: "I can endure any kind of suffering."
Lin Feng stared coldly at Sīkong Nan. Right at the instant when he was about to attack, he suddenly noticed that after Wang Lin agreed, a hint of imperceptible smugness and exaltation flashed by in his eyes.
"Hm?" Lin Feng was slightly stunned. A thought flashed by in his mind: "This old geezer isn’t like me who has a system and knows that Wang Lin possesses amazing potential. The current Wang Lin just looks like a piece of trash with extremely poor potential. Why is he so happy about taking in Wang Lin?"
In a split second, Lin Feng forced back the impulse to attack.
"There’s something wrong with this old geezer!"
