Old Zhou sat firmly as a mountain, and Code Seven kept a straight face, showing nothing, while Black Shadow looked straight ahead.
Yang Yang subconsciously touched his nose. He might be able to lie with his eyes open to others, but certainly not to Jing Shu!
After all, his future meals depended on Jing Shu, and you can't lie to the person who's feeding you.
Jing Shu's team was wide-eyed, and Zhang Lang had an expression of shock, as though he had just heard some earth-shattering secret.
Old Zhou calmly waved his hand, "Since you've discovered it, what good ideas do you have, young girl?"
Jing Shu gave Zhang Yicheng a meaningful glance.
Zhang Yicheng immediately understood and carried his peculiar thermal box, which everyone thought was just a four-layered lunchbox.
He opened it layer by layer, revealing something extraordinary inside.
