"Long Yan, you're lucky to have escaped a disaster once, but meeting me, the outcome remains the same. If you were unable to recover, I'd be somewhat disappointed. Now, I can make up for that regret, and personally kill you," said the Godson, looking at Long Yan with a sinister smile and a sardonic tone.
He felt a deep-seated hatred for Long Yan, who had become the specter in his heart. What he wanted most to do was kill Long Yan personally. He thought he wouldn't get the chance, but here was Long Yan, alive and recovered. The opportunity was right before his eyes. Godson was confident in his strength. He intended to suppress and kill Long Yan in front of everyone in the imperial area.
"I don't know where you get your confidence, but it's just as well. The grudge between us should come to an end. Starting with you, I will have the entire imperial area watch as the Supreme Hall is slowly destroyed by me," Long Yan's voice was cold, his eyes dancing with a chilling glint.
