C192 Illusory

Such domineering and forceful actions forced Xia Zhixing and Zuo Fengnan to look at each other. The deep pupils and the watery eyes collided, sparks formed in the air.

"Speak clearly." Xia Zhixing exerted a little strength in her hand, making it seem as if her hand was already bruised, but she forced herself not to make a sound. "Speak." Zuo Fengnan emphasized his words