"Since you are ready, I'm about to go on a killing spree. Remember that in your next life, if you see me again, you should show your humility, not like now, shouting to kill, it's truly a pity for you!"
" drip! drip!"
Blood flowed down Hao Jian's arm slowly, his gaze cold and indifferent, disregarding all life.
"You... you..."
Not far away, Yamamoto Ichiro shivered all over, looking at the horrific scene, his lips cracked, his face terrified. If it weren't for the stone that flew from out of nowhere hitting his knee, severing his muscles and rendering his legs immobile, along with his crippled hands, he would have already fled.
"I said, if I see you again, don't expect it to go well."
