Ye Chen squinted as he observed the so-called King of Murder before him. He was also Asian, but his face was pale and his eyes were grim. It seemed to be related to his job.
"Master Ye?" The Dark Night Butcher's eyes lit up. He could not stop cursing inside after witnessing Ye Chen walking on air earlier. "Damn, Boss, what kind of intel did you give me? Master Ye can do more than controlling lightning. He's a Martial Dao master, alright!"
Although he had killed a Martial Dao master before, that was an assassination, after all, not killing him face-on. Now that Ye Chen's ability had far surpassed his imagination, he could not help but have the intention to retreat.
"Didn't you come all the way here just to kill me? I'm here now. Come on," Ye Chen taunted.
