Fu Fong's expression darkened, but the anger in his eyes did not last. A cold smile slowly returned to his lips as he glanced at Li Manman.
For a brief moment, they exchanged a look.
It was quick, but it was enough.
Li Manman's lips curved slightly, her earlier displeasure fading into calculation.
"Fine," she said at last, her voice calm and steady. "Since you are so confident, we will agree."
Fu Fong let out a short laugh, clearly regaining his composure.
"Yes," he added, lifting his chin as he looked at Han Fuji and then at Bai Ming. "We will wait."
His gaze settled fully on Bai Ming, sharp and mocking.
"Two days," he repeated slowly. "We will give you exactly two days."
There was a brief pause before his smile widened.
"If you fail," he continued, "do not think of running away."
Li Manman stepped forward slightly, her eyes resting on Bai Ming with quiet amusement.
"We will be watching," she said. "Everyone will be watching."
