Gu Yi'an was completely impatient.
She looked coldly at Zou Hua, "If you really want to die, then press it. Why so many useless words?"
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Zou Hua squinted his eyes.
Gu Yi'an sneered, "Whether I'm afraid of death or not, does that have a direct relationship with whether you'll detonate the bomb?"
"No. Because whether you're afraid of death or not, I will detonate the bomb, and we'll all be reduced to nothing!" Zou Hua's smile was full of irony.
"So, why should I tell you whether I'm afraid of death?" Gu Yi'an's gaze was extremely cold.
Zou Hua was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "You're interesting."
"Yes, I'm certainly interesting, just unlucky to have offended someone I shouldn't have," Gu Yi'an said blandly, "Who set you against me? What terms did he offer you? Tell me, and I can double them."
