Panzi saw this scene and his fingers curled slightly. He didn't speak, he just picked up the white wine on the table and poured himself another cup.,He chuckled and shook his head, watching Wu Ling's face contort into an expression he knew all too well, one that had just played out on someone else's features moments ago. He reached out and tapped him lightly on the forehead.,With a tilt of his head, he retorted to Wu Sansheng.。