"Ye... yes, here!"
The subordinate who took the knife immediately looked at the gleaming blade in his hand with panic on his face.
The shock made him involuntarily tremble all over.
"Right, here, kill him."
Wang Yaoyang, rubbing his head, wore a half-smirking expression and patted his shoulder: "Weren't you always bragging about how ruthless and loyal you are... why are you hesitating over such a small matter, hurry up and kill him, entertain everyone!"
"This... this..."
The man holding the knife looked in horror at Lin Fan standing beside him.
He clearly heard what had just been said.
As for being the Golden Saber son-in-law of the Han Family, he had no idea what would happen if Wang Yaoyang killed him.
But he knew very well that if he wielded the knife, he was bound to die.
