"That's definitely impossible," Gu Junzhu said, "but I'm somewhat confident in talking someone to death."
Wei Hanting: "…I believe in your ability, but you should keep that skill hidden. I'm afraid you'll really talk someone to death, and then I'll have to bail you out of prison."
Gu Junzhu raised an eyebrow and smiled, "You'll stage a prison break?"
"Who still breaks people out of prison these days?" Wei Hanting said, "Find evidence, hire a good lawyer! We're law-abiding citizens!"
"That's not bad!" Gu Junzhu laughed and gave him a playful punch on the shoulder, "Brother Ting, I should record what you said and show it to your subordinates, let them see that the stern and impartial Master Wei can actually crack cold jokes."
"Who says that's a cold joke? It's…"
Wei Hanting's words were interrupted by the sound of footsteps.
He instinctively looked over.
Ye Xingbei and Yue Yaer were supporting Beitang Tingxue as they walked out from the activity room.
