"You know Wei Hao…?" Wei Rong scrutinized Zhou Yunhan from head to toe, as though he was looking for something from black panther's expression.
Zhou Yunhan noticed the hint of dislike on Wei Rong's face. Even his hostility didn't lessen; his eyes flashed with something.
"Answer me!" Wei Rong demanded. "You have met him, haven't you?"
"So, you are indeed related to him." Zhou Yunhan immediately concluded. He ignored Wei Rong's emotional reaction and asked, "Who is he to you?"
Wei Rong raised his eyebrows, and then he laughed boisterously. His laughter filled the entire room. Psychological tears gathered on the corner of his eyes, and it took a while before his laughter subsided.
He wiped his tears and mocked. "I don't know whether I should call you pitiful or lucky." He shook his head, scanning Zhou Yunhan from head to toe.
