In the evening, when Nianyang was asleep, Li Tingyan had Monkey call Sheng Feng to the hall, specifically reminding him to bring a mask.
"General Manager Li, I've brought the stuff, is there anything else?"
Sheng Feng handed the mask to Li Tingyan as soon as he arrived in the hall.
Li Tingyan stood tall, his slender figure bathed in the silver-white moonlight streaming through the branches of the phoenix tree,
"Sheng Feng, do you remember the rule I set?"
Sheng Feng froze.
The man unhurriedly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing two buttons, showing off his beautiful collarbones, his lips cold,
"If you have a grievance against someone, let's have a fight..."
He paused, his voice clear and cold like pearls dropping onto a plate, each word distinct, "So now, let's have a fight."
"!!!"
Sheng Feng's face turned pale, and he wailed, "General Manager Li, spare me, everyone knows your martial arts are the best in the company, fighting you is just asking for a beating."
