All of Yan Bo's rage, under this cold wind, suddenly cleared up.
The relief of surviving a disaster made his heart tremble. He raised his head, his eyes evasive, and saw Jiang Ning's lips curling up:
"Do you think you're in a position to negotiate with me?"
This sentence nearly reignited Yan Bo's anger, but he had no choice but to bow his head under the eaves.
He was young, without worries for food and clothing, and had a great life ahead to enjoy. He couldn't die!
There was no need to fight desperately with a madman.
'Yes, yes, there's no need!'
He reminded himself continuously.
All of Yan Bo's previous arrogance vanished without a trace. The great fear between life and death made his desire to survive extremely strong. He forced a smile:
"Bro, I was just kidding, don't take it to heart."
His smile carried a hint of flattery.
Jiang Ning: "Weren't you very arrogant just now?"
