In front of Lin Yi, the saint's mouth was fierce, but his feet were quietly moving back, trying to put some distance between him and Lin Yi.
He had no choice. Even Saint Emperor Xue Jianfeng was finished for no reason. He, a mere Saint emissary, was definitely not a match for him!
Before he could figure out the truth, it was better to maintain a safe distance!
If there was a chance, it was understandable to turn around and run away!
"Dead?"
Dale was completely dumbfounded. He had just found a strong backer, and he died before he could even rely on him.
But then again, the Saint Emperor's death should have nothing to do with Ling-zero-eight ... No, he should be called Lin Yi now, right?
In ta Lu's eyes, Lin Yi didn't even make a move, but Xue Jianfeng was the one who was ready to attack Lin Yi, and he ended up dead on the ground. This wasn't some sudden disease, was it?
A heart attack? Brainless? Or was it something else?
