"I swear to kill you today!" Zhou Yishui roared, refusing to let it go, willing to go through a battle of life and death with Fang Lin.
The masked man stared at Fang Lin with indifferent eyes and said, "You are strong, but you cannot stop either of us from leaving. It's time to give up."
Fang Lin fixed his gaze on the masked man, a smirk creeping at the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with contempt and mockery. "Gu Hanshan, you think I wouldn't recognize you behind that mask? Are you afraid of facing the man who murdered your father?"
At these words, a glint of coldness flashed across the eyes of the masked man. Yet he didn't seem to be irritated by Fang Lin's words.
"Gu Hanshan is no more. There's only the ghost of the Hidden Kill Hall," the masked man replied apathetically.
