Cen Dongsheng could tell from her expression—the flush of excitement on her innocent face—that now nothing could stop his sister.
The murderous desire within King Pingdeng was a beast capable of world destruction, and with just a word, he had removed the collar from its neck.
He did not regret it; he just felt the great battle might come sooner than expected...
The key is how others choose to respond.
…
Just after Yi Qingyan left, the Great Sister appeared beside him.
Cen Dongsheng looked at her with an inquisitive gaze.
An Zhizhen gently shook her head and said in a confident tone:
"Not now."
The man nodded, trusting the Great Sister's judgment, and handed her a bag of sunflower seeds he picked up from nearby.
"Want some? They're quite good."
"I believe Miss Jiang's taste aligns with mine... But do you really want to watch your sister fight with others while snacking on sunflower seeds?"
The woman took the seeds, jokingly and with a pleasant attitude.
