C997 I Just Miss My Food.

Zhan Beirong glanced at Lin Zicen, who was at a loss as to what to do, and instantly understood what Lin Zicen meant. He said slowly: "Are you sure?"

Lin Zicen cleared his throat. His heart was in turmoil. He couldn't go, he couldn't go. He knew it just by looking at Zheng Xintian's unhappy expression that he was going to die today.

Before Lin Zicen could decide whether he should go now or not