"Mr. Zhao, are you feeling unwell?" Lin Jiaxuan looked at Zhao Guo'an, who was trembling uncontrollably while lying on a tree branch, and couldn't help but ask with concern.
The little girl was not so polite and immediately frowned, "Exactly! If you're lying down, just lie down quietly. Why are you moving all the time? Are you afraid people won't notice us?"
"I, I, I have a fear... fear of heights." Zhao Guo'an said, trembling in voice.
Xiao Feng glanced at him, noticing the cold sweat on Zhao Guo'an's forehead, and didn't seem to be lying, but felt something was amiss.
This tree isn't very high, just over two meters above the ground. Previously, at the junkyard, Zhao Guo'an stood on heaps of trash much higher than this, with two Ninjas beside him, but even then, he didn't admit defeat. So why now...
No way!
