"Guo Han? I remember that man," Lin Feng said calmly, his tone unhurried as if he were merely recalling a trivial matter from the past. His eyes rested on Shi Dong and Lu Ben with faint indifference.
"And I also remember winning his necklace fair and square."
He paused for a brief moment, as though giving them time to digest his words, before continuing in the same steady voice.
"If you wish to take it back, then bring something of equal value to exchange for it. I, Lin Feng, am not unreasonable." A faint curve tugged at the corner of his lips, though there was no warmth behind it. "Otherwise…" His gaze sharpened, and an almost imperceptible pressure began to spread from his body. "…you may proceed with your original intention and take it by force."
As his words fell, Lin Feng stepped forward. With his hands clasped behind his back, Lin Feng advanced leisurely, his posture relaxed and composed.
