The pride engraved in the bones of the Korean people would never allow them to compromise with those despicable Huaxia people on something like this.
Listening to Li Lina describing her plan with that gleeful look in her eyes, as if she could already see that man surnamed Zhou groveling and begging for mercy at her feet, Song Zhesuo opened his mouth, then closed it again.
But after hearing her out, it didn't sound like there was anything wrong with it; it seemed completely doable, and he knew there was no way he could stop Li Lina anyway, so Song Zhesuo just nodded.
"Lina, you're a real genius, I totally agree… so, shall we head back to the hotel now?"
Song Zhesuo swept his gaze around; the alley was still quiet, but for some reason, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.
He kept feeling like a pair of eyes was staring at him from somewhere, making his whole body feel uncomfortable.
