"Shankou Ikoh, how do you want to die."
Lu Tianxing lowered his head, looked down at Shankou Ikoh, his tone full of coldness.
Hearing Lu Tianxing's voice and feeling the cold-hearted gaze from him, Shankou Ikoh felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, chilled from head to toe, and his breathing became heavy involuntarily.
At this moment, Shankou Ikoh felt as though his throat was being strangled, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Am I going to die?
This was Shankou Ikoh's thought at the moment.
It was then that a commotion suddenly came from outside. Upon hearing the noise, Shankou Ikoh's despairing eyes suddenly brightened, filled with anticipation as he looked in the direction of the sound.
Lu Tianxing also glanced over.
A moment later, a group of people rushed in, led by a woman exuding a mature and enchanting aura, accompanied by a girl with a very pure appearance, but with a cold face. The two led several people and rushed in hurriedly.
