Fu Cai briefly encountered Jun Yan's Asura-like icy gaze, and his clothes were instantly drenched with cold sweat. He shivered all over and instinctively changed his mind, "I, I take it back, you don't need to accompany me for a hundred days, you need to compensate me with a hundred bars of gold, yes, equivalent."
After he spoke, Fu Cai clearly felt the oppressive feeling enveloping him gradually fade away, letting him finally catch his breath.
Si Fan glanced at the visibly shaken Fu Cai and then, with an imperceptible glance at Jun Yan, slightly raised her eyebrows and lightly curled her lips, "Alright."
Agreed?
Si Fan really agreed?
Song Zhi couldn't find the words to describe Si Fan's stupidity at this moment, wishing he could smack her with a hammer and end the embarrassment. After all, they were from the same school and in the same class. If this got out, he would be utterly humiliated.
