And Ansen's gaze seemed to be latching on to his nerves through Callum Zhou's gaze, not giving him any room to escape.
Those two seconds seemed like a lifetime, and the snow-capped mountains were about to collapse under Anson's pressure.
The breath that had been stagnant in Zhou Zhao's chest was finally exhaled, rising gently, blurring Ansen's eyes.
"I don't want to have to deal with this with you."
Zhou Zhao took a step aside, and Ansen came to him. It seemed that he would not let him go without an answer today. Or maybe no matter what path Zhou Zhou chooses, Anson is an obstacle that he must overcome.
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