“Mr. Lin, I have a question for you.”
“Oh?”
Zhao Lingfeng forced himself to ignore the voice of the audience letting him step down and try to straighten his back.
“Even if you march to war, you can’t just talk on paper. If you want to qualify as a judge, at least you have a stronger strength than the other party. Do you have?”
Bella’s playful laughter, this is a provocation under anger.
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