"Do you want to try? I'll let you express your opinion..." Lin Feng said with a faint smile. He took out a Silver Needle for acupuncture and asked Li Sansi nonchalantly.
Li Sansi, looking miserable and shivering, looked at the Silver Needle in Lin Feng's hand and said with a whimper, "Can I say no?"
"Hmm... I've heard your opinion..." Lin Feng shook his head. "Unfortunately, your opinion doesn't quite align with the actual situation, so I've chosen to ignore it."
Zhou Yang, standing aside, watched Lin Feng with a strange expression. He silently chuckled. Isn't the Boss just toying with Li Sansi? Giving someone hope only to mercilessly crush it—he's quite the scoundrel!
"I knew it..." Li Sansi muttered to himself. He huddled in the corner, terrified that Lin Feng would drag him over for acupuncture and leave him riddled with holes.
