"What are you laughing at?" Ye Tian furrowed his brows, his gaze even colder.
"So the King of the Night can feel fear after all, so you do fear," the King of Hell tightly gripped his hands, sneering humbly, "Beg me, beg and I'll tell you, how about that? Kneel down and beg me!"
"Looking for death! Fuck!" Ye Tian was instantly enraged.
To think he was still in the mood to mock him under these circumstances, such a person truly deserved to be killed.
A cold light flashed in Ye Tian's hand, and as his blade fell, the King of Hell was suddenly missing an ear, which fell off his body into the icy river water, accompanied by droplets of blood.
"Ah! If you've got the guts, kill me then, kill me! You'll never know the secret of the Crystal Ball!" the King of Hell cried out in pain, cursing through his agony, "King of the Night, you forced this!!!"
As he spoke, his tightly clenched hands suddenly exerted force, and with a crack, his little finger was crushed by his own doing.
