C1034 Are You Trying to Kill Me?

Yun Zhonghe's eyes shifted to Zhong Wen, who stood beside him, a chill running down his spine as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Master Zhong," he managed to stammer, attempting to forge a connection with a strained smile. "It's been... it's been quite some time."

Yet, the immense psychological pressure rendered his facial muscles rigid