Lin Bei's words were like the last ultimatum from the grim reaper.
Not only did Zhao Zhijing's face drastically change with fear, but even the Shadows quaked in their hearts.
A man's reputation is like his shadow.
He had the fortune to glimpse the Dragon God once from afar and knew of his unparalleled combat strength.
But what he could never have imagined was that those around the Dragon God were equally terrifying.
What drove them further into despair was their intent to assassinate the Dragon God...
"Speak."
Seeing Zhao Zhijing frozen on the spot, Lin Bei's expression couldn't help but darken.
In an instant, Zhao Zhijing came back to his senses. He hurriedly said, "Lin... Lin Bei, I... I was wrong, please, considering we are both from the Northern Territory, spare me this time?"
"I know I shouldn't covet Zhang Yixin, but she is just too beautiful, and besides, she was supposed to marry me six years ago..."
