Lin Xun took a step back, his face gloomy.
"Sir! Don't force me!"
The tightly clenched right fist faintly revealed a crimson glow.
A destructive power gradually spread within the rising Blood Mist.
The air around him was wildly distorted, conveying a roar from some terrifying creature!
The man who called himself Taros seemed very wary, hastily retreated, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger: "Fine! Very well!"
"Engineer, no wonder Bashir dared to hand over the Source of Doomsday to you."
"Sir, give me the Seat Certificate, and I will present the Source of Doomsday with both hands."
The expression on Taros's face was unpredictable, and after a while, his face returned to normal, even showing a hint of a smile.
Yet, Lin Xun keenly caught the intent to kill hidden deep in his eyes.
Taros threw the card to Lin Xun in a straightforward way.
Lin Xun took the card and put it in his item bar, then without any further words, handed over the Source of Doomsday.
