"Enough. Stop arguing. Now is not the time."
Seeing that their voices were rising, Qing Wanglai stepped between them. He shot a look at Li Huowang before turning to Zhao Lei.
"Zhao Lei, tell me what you want Li Huowang to give back to you. If it's something I can provide, we can discuss it."
"Two... two magnets! And... and my eye!"
Hearing this, Li Huowang flew into a rage. He had only been forced to retaliate because this guy had ambushed him. Yet now this bastard was demanding one of his eyes as compensation, clearly showing no intention of negotiating.
Just then, Zhao Lei's neck went rigid as he stared straight at Li Huowang. "You think you don't owe me just because you forgot? Think hard! I mean, really think! What's real, and what's fake? Don't you think everything around you is too abrupt? Don't you think it all feels fake?"
Hearing this, Li Huowang's brow furrowed. A wave of irritation washed over him, and his hands involuntarily closed around the other man's neck.
