C507 The Smell of the Picture

"That damn Hsiao Rann, I swear I could kill him," Zhong Zhentao gripped his wine cup with intensity.

"Really?" Zhong Zhentao's eyes lit up, sensing an ally in the making. He inquired, "What's the issue? Hsiao Rann isn't a good guy?"

"Mr. Zhong? You're seriously asking me?" The cage scrutinized Zhong Zhentao's expression. "Unless I'm mistaken