The coffin wasn’t too large. Qian Jin walked half a circle around the coffin, but he was suddenly was stopped by someone. It was Caesars, who was glaring at him. In the past two years, Caesars had developed a strong resentment and rage toward Qian Jin, who showed up in his dreams just to frighten him. He fixed all his attention on Qin Jin to the point where he had even forgotten that his feet were still treading on Rollin’s coffin.
It had been two years! The guy had been his nightmare for two years! Caesars gazed at Qian Jin, wearing a faint smile on his face. It’s time to finish off this guy today! It was Qian Jin himself who asked for this fight, and Caesars was still looking for an excuse to take the initiative.
