"Kill me, Fang Yaowu, don't you want to kill me? Aren't you quite bold? Shoot, do you dare to perish together with me, Fang Yaowu?"
Lu Tianxing saw Fang Yaowu's expression and curled his lips into a mocking smile, surprisingly advancing instead of retreating, stepping towards Fang Yaowu with a face full of arrogance.
"You... you stay away, Lu Tianxing, don't come any closer, I'm going to shoot."
Fang Yaowu let out a hysterical roar, looking like a beast cornered at the edge of a cliff, with fierce eyes and a trembling hand holding the gun.
Lu Tianxing said nothing, just walked towards Fang Yaowu step by step, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, completely disregarding Fang Yaowu's threat.
"You... you stay away, don't come closer."
