He gnashed his teeth in anger.
"What..you...you...you? Did you now stammer and lose your speech as well? Tsk, too bad...looks like wisdom betrays you when you need it the most."
Lin Yichen spat out in rascality.
In terms of devilishness and rascality, there was indeed no one who could be on par with him.
He was on a completely different level and set the bar so high that no one could match up to him.
He differentiated friends and enemies clearly and showed no mercy to his enemies at all.
Yichen then walked forth towards Taio, his fierce, tyrannical killing intent scattering off everywhere.
On top of the domain with that intense killing intent, Taio felt his hands and feet being tied down greatly.
He was unable to do a thing amidst this deadly aura and the incoming threat.
He felt so weak and even a bit suffocating.
Cold sweats ran all over his face.
