Upon hearing Ren Wenshan's cold tone, Wang Bin only felt a chill running down the back of his neck, instinctively shaking his head and saying, "No, I don't want to know."
"Don't want to?" Ren Wenshan looked at Wang Bin with interest, "That's not what you said at the beginning."
"After all, we've met, even if I can't leave you any wealth, leaving you with a deep impression isn't bad either!" Ren Wenshan said to himself, "I'll tell you now why I can't hear those two words."
Wang Bin was about to speak, but suddenly heard Ren Wenshan yell: "Open your mouth!"
Frightened, Wang Bin subconsciously followed Ren Wenshan's order and opened his mouth. By the time he realized it, his upper and lower jaws had been firmly gripped, leaving him unable to move.
"Cough cough!" Ren Wenshan coughed twice, then made a sound like clearing his throat.
Half a minute later, under Wang Bin's horrified gaze, Ren Wenshan suddenly rushed to his face and spat into the open mouth: "Ptooey!"
