How Much Can You Pay For the Book of Life and Death (3)

But Mu Zhixing's gaze didn't fall on the Dong family head's face but on the book in his hand, and his pupils constricted. "The Book of Life and Death!"

"You're indeed here for the Book of Life and Death." Zhou Shu's lips curled up slightly. "Mu Zhixing!"

Mu Zhixing narrowed his eyes, and a stormy wave flashed across his eyes.

His heart was in turmoil, but the expression on his face didn't change much.

"What did you say? Who's Mu Zhixing?" Mu Zhixing stared at the Dong family head.

"Your acting skills are really average." Zhou Shu shook his head. "Since I've already called out your name, do you think there's any point in denying it?"

Mu Zhixing narrowed his eyes and looked at the Dong family head. A smile suddenly appeared on his face. "You're not Dong Feilong. You're the Dong Liu from before!

"No, you're not Dong Liu. You're not a member of the Dong family at all! Like me, you're here for the Book of Life and Death, right?