C528 A Direct Confrontation

The sound of Wang Yushan placing the chopsticks was neither loud nor soft. With a clang, the chopsticks collided with the rack.

Seeing Wang Yushan put down the chopsticks, everyone could only put down the chopsticks and look at her.

"You are you. Why is Wen Nanzhi not Wen Nanzhi?" Wang Yushan insisted on this reasoning.

"Wen Nanzhi is dead