"Brother Lin has treated me like his own flesh and blood!" Hai Zhilan said without the slightest hesitation.
But when he said this, Lin Zifeng was laughing. A bitter laugh.
He reached out and lightly patted his shoulder, smiling as he said, "I treat you like a brother, then how do you treat me?"
"Brother Lin! I don't understand what you mean? I don't know where I, Zhilan, have done wrong. Brother Lin, as long as you point it out, I, Zhilan, will definitely change!"
Right now, Hai Zhilan's little heart was practically jumping out of his chest. Lin Zifeng's overwhelming aura and those icy, cold eyes were enough to let him experience what…
"Hehehe… Hai Zhilan, oh Hai Zhilan, I haven't treated you badly, you know that in your heart, so why did you just have to go against my South Heavenly Gate?"
Lin Zifeng gently set the teacup down, bitterly smiling again and again.
