Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu's eyes darkened: "Damn fat man, watch your words!!"

Feng Chenglin didn't look at her face and continued to talk to himself: "Besides, we and Mr. Lu are not outsiders. To Mr. Lu, this little money is just a drop in the bucket and it won't hurt." His foundation, his bones, so what’s wrong with me making some pocket money? Mr. Lu, do you think so? "

Lu Ming smiled and nodded: "Of course, yes, this is also my sincerity!"

Feng Chenglin curled his lips: "Look, Mr. Lu said so!"

Ling Luoyu seemed angry and didn't speak.

Feng Chenglin wrinkled his features in pain: "Look, she's still angry. It's not good for this girl to be angry... Mr. Lu, don't you think so?"

Lu Ming echoed: "Yes..."

Feng Chenglin: "So, I leave it to you to make Miss Ling happy!"

Lu Ming: "...??"

Feng Chenglin was very serious: "Believe me, if Miss Ling is angry, the consequences will be serious, so you have to think of some way to make Miss Ling not so angry!"

Lu Ming: ...Why did he suddenly feel like he was being tricked by these two people? !

But now, I can only frown and agree: "...What can I do?"

"Easy!" Feng Chenglin turned around and snapped his fingers: "For example... where is the Lord of God?!"

He goes straight to the point and speaking is the key point.

Lu Ming realized with hindsight that these two people had been targeting the Lord of God since they appeared.

Maybe even the previous quarrel was a show they arranged deliberately.

At that moment, he smiled calmly: "The Lord of God will not run away, so I will naturally tell you where he is. It's just... what I want?"

Ling Luoyu smiled half-heartedly: "Things are even simpler. As long as we find the Lord of God, things will naturally be given to us with both hands!"

Lu Ming suddenly raised his eyebrows: "What Miss Ling means... you will only give me the box if I tell you where the Divine Lord is, right?"

Ling Luoyu: "Isn't it?"

Lu Ming: "...Of course not!"

The two looked at each other.

His eyes were cold.

The aura between the two parties also gradually calmed down.

It was obvious that the two sides seemed to be at an impasse.

Ling Luoyu wanted to get the news from the God Lord first.

Lu Ming wanted to get the box first.

Neither of them trusts the other.

Cooperation without trust is so simple and direct.

Feng Chenglin ate the food on the table and didn't seem to notice anything wrong with the atmosphere.

He raised his head, glanced at the two of them, and took a big gulp of wine.

Wiping his mouth, he chuckled: "What are you doing? We agreed to cooperate, but as soon as we started working together, we just...distrust each other like this. How bad is that?"

Ling Luoyu stared coldly: "What's the matter, damn fat man, do you have any other good ideas?"

Feng Chenglin swept away the dishes in front of him, took out a wine glass, and placed it in front of Lu Ming.

"This is you!"

Lu Ming frowned.

Feng Chenglin placed another wine glass in front of Ling Luoyu: "This is our third young master!"

He took out a third wine glass and placed it between the two wine glasses: "As for this one, I don't know who it is!"

Ling Luoyu frowned: "Are you looking for a middleman?"

Lu Ming suddenly realized.

Feng Chenglin changed positions and continued eating: "Both of you don't trust each other, so the best solution right now is to find an intermediary that both of you trust to handle this situation!"