C87 Nagging

"What are you?"

Wang Li's eyes were cold, but his tone was extremely flat as he asked.

"Hehe, who am I, Emei Zhang Song." The man grinned, said a name, and slammed down the phone.

"Someone from Emei?"

Wang Li smiled and kept his phone.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Xueyi and the other two could clearly feel that something was wrong with Wang Li's expression. His smile was too scary