C157 What Do You Mean?

"Heh, if you give me an hour of creative time, aren't you afraid that I won't be able to create anything?"

"You …" With a strange smile, that Satan's face appeared to be so fearsome. He extended his hand, full of trust, and patted Lin Yuze on the shoulder. "You can definitely create something like this when you face Lance and Lu Yangzhi!"

Hearing this