The Demonic Devour Sword was already pressed against his throat. If it moved another centimeter forward, it would pierce his throat.
"Are you playing with me?" Mr. Gu's face turned ugly.
"No, I don't want to take the backlash for you." Lin Yi shook his head.
".."
Mr. Gu was initially still holding onto his last shred of hope, but now his expression turned completely bleak.
That's right, he wanted to trick Lin Yi.
The two blades were his last attack, and Mr. Gu knew that if he couldn't kill Lin Yi, he wouldn't be able to do it alone.
The only chance left was to pay the price of ten million luck points, and use the opportunity when Lin Yi attacked her to transfer the backlash that originally belonged to her to Lin Yi!
This way, not only would he be able to avoid the backlash from his ancestors, but he could also kill Lin Yi at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.
Who would have thought that Lin Yi would stop at the last moment?
