"What! Mr. Zhu, you have a way? Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Before Zhu Fei could finish speaking, Song Yan was slightly agitated and asked eagerly, "What is the method? Please, Mr. Zhu, tell us quickly."
Seeing this, Zhu Fei couldn't help but feel somewhat speechless.
He gave a wry smile on his face, pretended to cough a few times, and then, touching his nose, said, "Old Song, I hadn't finished what I was saying."
"Oh."
Hearing Zhu Fei say this, Song Yan remembered that Zhu Fei indeed hadn't finished speaking.
This made him feel slightly embarrassed, yet his eyes still closely watched Zhu Fei, waiting for his further explanations.
Zhu Fei didn't hesitate much and after thinking briefly, he continued from where he had left off:
"It's just that, the method is very difficult, incredibly difficult, and without certain opportunities, there is simply no way to 'execute' it."
Without waiting for Song Yan to ask again, Zhu Fei continued to explain: