Exchange, exchange, exchange

"Let me think." Senior White pinched his chin for a moment.

After that, he displayed an evil grin.

His red eyes shone with a faint red glow, and the wind blew at that strand of hair on his forehead. Coupled with this evil smile, Senior White looked great.

Heavens, that was troublesome.

The scene at the station had become chaotic.

Fortunately, Senior White did not wear that evil smile for too long, and he retracted it rather quickly.

However, the audience had already all gone silent. All of them were in a daze. Even Soft Feather, who had been the one to propose it, had frozen.

Song Shuhang rubbed his temples and smiled bitterly. "Senior White, why are you cooperating with them so much?"

Senior White's style today didn't feel right.

"Oh, it's because I'm used to it, so I started to cooperate involuntarily," Senior White said. "After all, I'm a clone, and I'm used to acting on the orders of the main body."