In this top-secret place between the Link Roses, the only ones who can find out the clues are the elders in the family.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze. Zhao Zhixuan's brain was spinning rapidly, but he could not guess who could know his whereabouts in advance, and then specially set a trap on the Dark Fire Network.

While pondering, he discovered a blind spot - others may not need to invade the Zhao family, and smart people may guess it through the information posted on the Dark Fire Network.

So... Zhao Zhixuan squinted his eyes, regained his composure, and expressed his inference: "You are bluffing me. In fact, you are betting on who I am by guessing."

"Hmph!" He stood up suddenly and pointed at Wang Jun's nose, "You actually know the secrets of our brothers. You must be from the nine major chaebols. Tell me, which one are you from?"

Wang Jun moved his fingertips slightly, rubbed the edge of the armrest, and said calmly:

"You think I guessed who you are from the information on the website, and then I know you Zhao brothers better."

"Haha, I never said my surname was Zhao, you're just asking for it." Zhao Zhixuan sneered and slammed his palm down.

There was a bang and the tabletop shook up and down.

Wang Jun raised his hand to hold the tabletop to make it steady, and then said calmly:

"I used my brain, but I didn't fully use it. It's not appropriate to say you're smart, and it's a bit wrong to say you're not smart."

Zhao Zhixuan suddenly lifted his hood, revealing his conspicuous emerald green hair, "You know which family I am from, and you dare to insult me?!"

At this moment, his hair was roaring upward, and streams of fluorescent green energy flowed from the roots to the tips of his hair, as if he was about to hit someone at any time.

"Cough~~~~~~"

The voice of the rose is as cold as the nine-day cold wind floating by.

Zhao Zhixuan felt horrified, half-bowed to the void, then restrained his momentum, and the fluorescent green energy quickly returned to the body.

Staring his eyes wide, he suddenly fluttered his sleeves and said, "Don't let me know who you are, otherwise it will be much easier for you."

"Threatening me?" A coldness flashed through Wang Jun's eyes. He sat upright and tapped the table with the second joints of his index finger and middle finger.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"It's only the most superficial ability to deduce your origin, but knowing your origin, how many people can know your abilities?"

Zhao Zhixuan said: "Although not many people know about my abilities, they are by no means few. You have one of the nine major chaebols standing behind you, so it is not difficult to know."

"Stupid." Wang Jun shook his head, "I'll point it out directly."

"Speak clearly." Zhao Zhixuan clenched his fists loudly.

Wang Jun stretched out three fingers, put them down one by one, and clicked on each word, saying: "Lian, brother, fetish."

Zhao Zhixuan was stunned on the spot and lost his mind.

Kick, kick, kick!

He kept backing up, knocking over the high-backed chair, tripping over the high-backed chair, and falling on his back to the ground.

"No, no, you..."

How do you know? How could you possibly know?

No one in this world should know!!!

The secret in Zhao Zhixuan's heart has never been told to anyone. His friends and friends don't know, his parents and relatives don't know, his family head and grandfather don't know, and his brother Zhao Changqing doesn't know either.

This is a top secret that only he knows.

Wang Jun walked around the round table, pulled away the high-backed chair that was tilted sideways, and squatted down, "Want to ask me why I know?"

He asked and answered himself, tapping the tip of his index finger under his left eye to give a hint.

"You, you saw it?!" Zhao Zhixuan's eyes widened, "I don't believe it."

Wang Jun leaned forward and got close to Zhao Zhixuan's ear, "I'll tell you some trivia that you don't even know."

Zhao Zhixuan was stunned, "What?"

"Your love affair with brothers comes from the extraordinary abilities of you and Zhao Changqing. One is a Qingguang Rakshasa and the other is a Scarlet Shura. The former is a servant and the latter is the king's master. Of course you will get close to him and worship him unconditionally.

I am so determined." Wang Jun's voice was lowered quietly, deliberately making Zhao Zhixuan's ears dim.

Zhao Zhixuan tried his best to listen, but could barely hear clearly.

This seemingly inconspicuous method exerted a weak hypnosis on his psychology - the secret was explored in private and was not announced to the public.

Let me ask, if someone shouts a certain truth, how many people will believe him instead of treating him as a fool?

I'm afraid I can't find anyone in the world who believes it.

Zhao Zhixuan's eyes trembled and the green light blurred, obviously he was shocked by Wang Jun's words.

"No, I don't believe it. My brother and I have a great relationship. I truly admire him..."

At this point, he realized that he was about to say the word "worship", and the vocal cords in his throat were out of control, and every subsequent syllable turned into a weak airflow of annihilation.

The heat is almost done... Wang Jun stood up straight, took a step back, and said loudly: "There is one more thing I forgot to tell you. You two are related by blood, which will increase your attachment to him 10 times."

"No, no." Zhao Zhixuan shook his head repeatedly, only denying it.

Wang Jun said: "Think about it carefully, is it true that no matter how miserable he is, you will feel sad for him and not dislike him at all? No matter how he scolds you or beats you, you will still be devastated by him and never think of abandoning him."

?Do you agree with every decision he makes in the end?"

Are there three? He directly asked Zhao Zhixuan's heart.

The green light in his eyes completely disappeared, and he looked at Wang Jun with dull eyes, still wanting to continue to quibble: "I, I am..."
Chapter completed!