Would I foolishly confess that I am the Death God to you?
Tch! Really, since you've already guessed I'm the Death God, why expose it in person? Wouldn't it be better to retain a sense of mystery?
Lin Zifeng scornfully thought to himself.
"I absolutely have a way to make you admit it!" After speaking, Su Ni's eyes were sharp as she clapped her hands toward the screen in the booth.
Immediately, a fast and powerful figure dashed out from behind the screen.
Its speed was extremely fast, but it still slightly slowed down in front of Lin Zifeng.
"Officer Su, you invited me to have a meal. Do you have a habit of watching shows before eating?"
Lin Zifeng, sitting on the chair, kicked the corner of the table, causing the chair and himself to swiftly move backward. Instantly, the silhouette sprinted across the tabletop like a galloping steed.
A punch was aimed at Lin Zifeng's chest.
"If the Wolf King is in such high spirits, then I'll just play along with you!"
