"You're truly blind to the fact that you're at death's door."
Lu Tianxing shook his head: "I dared to destroy the Wang Family in Beijing back then. Do you really think I, Lu Tianxing, am afraid of trouble? You dare to threaten me? Since I've already killed so many, I don't mind adding you to the list. Since you're unwilling to talk, I'll send you on your way now."
"Is that so? Judge, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill him today."
Just as Lu Tianxing finished speaking, a cold voice echoed through the air, bringing with it a dark, desolate, and death-filled aura.
A man dressed in a black robe, wearing a crying face mask, appeared in mid-air.
As soon as he appeared, the old man clung to him like a drowning man clutching at his last straw, shouting loudly: "Envoy, save me, save me, I don't want to die."
"Crying Face Envoy, it's you again."
Upon seeing the sudden arrival, Lu Tianxing's eyes immediately burst with a shocking murderous intent.
