"Long Yan, how do you want to die?"
Bai Wuxia took two steps forward, his face filled with sinister smiles, and ferociously said: "I'll tell you, I have many ways to make you beg for life but can't die. If you kneel before me now and call me grandpa three hundred times, I might consider sparing you. What do you say?"
"Fool!"
Long Yan slowly spat out two words.
Already on the verge of death and still being so absurd, what is this person if not a fool?
"What did you say?"
Bai Wuxia's face turned cold, and his gaze suddenly became fierce.
"He said you're a fool. Everyone heard it loud and clear, do you have a problem with your ears?"
Fat Cat disdainfully looked at Bai Wuxia. This kind of person is just cheap, being cursed once is not enough, they really want to be cursed again.
"Pfft!!!"
