Xiong Danran was momentarily at a loss for what to do. He fixed his gaze and projected an intimidating air; if Lin Zezu dared to utter a single word of refusal, he was truly prepared to take action.
Lin Zezu felt a surge of joy internally. The bait had been taken! However, he maintained an expression as if he were suffering from constipation.
"Uncle Xiong, I have an idea, though I'm not sure if it would work."
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