Even in a quiet environment with people around, there is a slight sense of unease.
Lin Yuanyang always prided himself on being smart, but now his brain seemed to be crashing, unable to function properly.
His perception was becoming more sensitive, and he could clearly feel the terrifyingly low air pressure around him. Although Sister Ning was smiling, her aura was extremely frightening.
The man opposite was the same.
Are these two going to have a fight here?
Lin Yuanyang felt tense and unknowingly dug his fingers into the sofa.
Suddenly, Ji Ning laughed, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, "You guys have truly played a good game. First, tell me, what identity have you assigned to me?"
In this world, there are plenty of people smarter than her, and she didn't believe her identity wouldn't be questioned.
She just couldn't understand how something so incredulous could be believed by someone, even thinking she might have never died until now.
