The Young Lord of the Dayan Empire (6)

Luo Zilin said, "Please don't. I really can cure your mother! I really can! Trust me!"

Feng Wu smirked. "I don't believe you!"

Luo Zilin tossed Feng Wu a white porcelain bottle. "Here, take it."

Feng Wu looked at him in bewilderment. "What's that?"

Luo Zilin smiled. "Something that can wake your mother up."

Feng Wu said, "Why should I believe you?"

Luo Zilin said, "If you don't believe me, your mother won't wake up."

Feng Wu stared at Luo Zilin, and the teenager had a serious look in his eyes.

Feng Wu almost believed him.

"Sister, who is he?" Feng Xiaoqi moved closer and asked in a low voice.

Feng Wu said, "He's just a passerby."

Feng Xiaoqi frowned. "He's just a random passerby. Why do you believe him? What if he's lying to you? What if Mother's condition worsens? What if…"

All of a sudden, Feng Xiaoqi felt a chill run down his spine. Turning around, he met Luo Zilin's half-smile.

How terrifying!