The gaunt figure was full of momentum in everyone's eyes, their gloomy face brimming with menacing killing intent.
Han Qingxin, upon recognizing the newcomer, was immediately overjoyed—Ye Ling had finally arrived!
Mo Xing, too, was taken aback upon seeing Ye Ling. How did he appear at the International Building, and why was he carrying a brick?
James, who was walking toward Liu Canglan, stopped in his tracks when he saw Ye Ling approaching him aggressively, clearly bewildered. What was this situation?
The Liu Canglan lying on the ground was obviously frantic, "Get away! Quickly! He's not a normal person!"
Ye Ling didn't speak, his footsteps clattering as he walked up to James, his voice icy, "Do you want to die?"
"A weakling, are you joking with me?" James sneered mockingly.
But in the next moment, Ye Ling's hand moved. He swung the brick in his hand violently toward James with such speed that James didn't have time to react.
