"Why, why should I tell you!" After being slapped in the face, Qian Zhishang's left cheek immediately turned red.
He was furious, looking at Li Changlin with venomous eyes.
"Don't look at The Nearly Divine Tycoon with that kind of gaze!" Li Changlin's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a raise of his hand, he grabbed Qian Zhishang's chin again, and said in a gloomy tone, "Speak up, where the hell did Yan Xueyi go? If you don't tell me, The Nearly Divine Tycoon will make you wish you were dead!"
Yan Xueyi was of great importance, and if this kid got away, it would be a particularly troublesome matter.
Because of this fellow, Changlin himself couldn't possibly go to the provincial city.
Moreover, the Yan Family of the provincial city was not an easy adversary, who knew if they had any powerful masters.
Although Li Changlin was invincible below the Transformation Realm, if the Yan Family had a master of the Pseudo-Strength Level, it would be particularly troublesome for him.
