C773 Crow's Beak

"Zhang Xingyun, you really want to force me to hang myself, then you can only accept if I cut your wrist, right?" Ling Xiaohan stood up angrily and pointed at Zhang Xingyun.

"No." Zhang Xingyun looked at Ling Xiaohan and said with a serious expression.

The expression on the little ancestor's face instantly improved. He immediately got ready to kneel beside Zhang Xingyun