"Bang!"
The door shut tightly.
Nangong Bing led Lin Zifeng into the room.
All three of them, after being affected today, had their minds filled with the image of the Death God.
"What are you going to do now?"
As soon as they entered the room, Nangong Bing crossed her arms over her chest, her sharp eyes fixed on his face.
"What do you mean by 'what to do'?" Lin Zifeng hadn't caught up with her line of thought.
"I mean, how much longer can you keep this a secret? They've already idolized you, even considered you as a choi..." As she spoke, Nangong Bing's face turned pale, and she stopped speaking. She knew very well that the three of them had likely considered Lin Zifeng as a potential partner. If this continued, with their feelings growing stronger, Nangong Bing even suspected that a love triangle might form, which would be troublesome.
