The remaining people did not dare to move.
As for the few people that Jiang Yingjie had found, they also retreated far away and showed no intention of attacking again.
Lin Yi ignored these small fries and walked toward Wu Wenlong, kicking him away.
"It's said that pitiful people tend to be the most angry. That saying probably refers to people like you." Lin Yi said.
"I've already given you a chance during the day. Why are you still here? Are you courting death?"
"Cough cough cough!"
After being kicked by Lin Yi, Wu Wenlong spat out a mouthful of blood and retched.
"Please, please don't hit me anymore. If you do, I'll die."
Wu Wenlong clutched his chest and coughed out blood non-stop. He felt as if there was a ball of fire burning in his chest which made him extremely uncomfortable.
"If you're afraid of death, why were you still showing off?"
