C1092 You Have a Bad Memory

"Hmm?" Zhan Shilin froze, his eyes wide with astonishment as he gazed at Feng Zhentian.

With a hint of a smile, Feng Zhentian suggested, "Alright, Zhan Yilong, how about we find a spot to talk things over properly? You know where my room is, don't you? Make sure to bring some food and drink with you. I'm not interested in a dry conversation with a grown man like you."

Having said that