Lu Jin did not pull his eyes away from Xiong Zhi.
Xiong Zhi meanwhile pretended to be calm. Fortunately, because of her innate talent of having a cold and expressionless face, or plainly put, her facial paralysis, she appeared to be indifferent about it.
"Of course, I remember it. As you've also heard, this is a promise I made for Mr. Liu. Not for you, Mr. Lu Jin."
She was cautious and a bit exasperated.
For all the big shots that could be behind Liu Fung, why must it be Lu Jin of all people?
Xiong Zhi knew that any favor this man would ask was sure to bite them back. It must be nothing good.
Lu Jin ignored Xiong Zhi's side remarks. "Since Miss Xiong Zhi had a good memory and the blood of the Xiong who never turned back on their words, then this promise will be kept, correct?"
Xiong Zhi nodded calmly. "Of course. Like I said, I made this promise to Mr. Liu. So Mr. Liu should discuss this with me," she emphasized again.
