Ruan Zhiming threw the question back at Li Yanan, sipping on the mouth of his teapot with a loud slurp and a relish.
"Rules?" Li Yanan repeated these words, seemingly savoring them deliberately.
"Elder Ruan, these underworld rules are not set by you!"
He suddenly laughed, a smile tracing along his thin lips, causing Ruan Zhiming, who thought he had the upper hand, to withdraw some of his playfulness!
He turned cold and stern!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Zhenxin could sensitively perceive that the situation in the room had suddenly become serious!
"There's an old Chinese saying, 'The waves behind drive on those ahead,' there needs to be some new blood injected into the circle, otherwise... how can the game still be interesting when it's always the same old guys?" Li Yanan spoke casually, pretending not to notice the sudden change in Ruan Zhiming's expression.
During their overt and covert confrontation...
A sudden rush of footsteps came from outside!
