Song Jinghuan considers himself a smart person.
He never expected to encounter someone like Shi Yaoguang who plays by no conventional rules.
Even more unexpected, Chen Shu believed Shi Yaoguang's words without even asking.
Recalling his own tragic experiences being used as a tool while traversing the virtual world, he couldn't help but become agitated.
Anyway, acting was useless, so he decided to drop the pretense altogether.
He immediately stopped pretending to have amnesia, staring coldly at Chen Shu, "You're being audacious!"
"Audacious?" Chen Shu shrugged and snorted at him, "Your grandfather here is being audacious too!"
As he said that, he kicked him again.
"Hiss—"
Song Jinghuan couldn't help but let out a cold hiss.
The look in Chen Shu's eyes was icy, as if he wanted to kill him.
Chen Shu was unperturbed.
He was not unnerved at all.
"Stare at me! Keep staring, it won't do any good! Let me tell you, I have someone backing me!"
