After saying that sentence in Cheng Bing's ear, Zhang Feng slowly stood up and sat back down in his previous seat.
But at this moment, Cheng Bing was trembling violently, his face pale, and his forehead covered with sweat.
His ghastly eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.
His cracked lips trembled heavily, and a voice came out:
"No... impossible... they... absolutely impossible..."
"Besides me, only one other person knows about this... he... unless he's dead, he would never say it!"
"You..."
His bloodshot eyes instantly locked onto Zhang Feng, his voice nearly a howl as it exploded out:
"You're tricking me!!!"
"You can't know! It's impossible he would tell you!!!"
Zhang Feng looked at the Cheng Bing in front of him, raising his eyebrow slightly:
"He?"
"The guy you're talking about is that skinny monkey, right? He's your brother?"
"You said he wouldn't reveal this secret unless he died?"
"What if I told you, he's already dead?"
