Take a gamble!
Fang Yi said it lightly and casually, as if it was just a trivial matter.
It seemed that for Fang Yi, killing someone was nothing more than a minor affair.
Yet for Zhu Wushou and those outside watching, it was definitely a big deal.
Especially for Zhu Wushou, he had never thought that he would ever be threatened like this.
Emotionless Assassin!
Zhu Wushou sneered inwardly; he didn't believe the other party was an assassin. If it was a real assassin, how could they brazenly come to kill him? If he died, the repercussions would be massive, and he didn't believe the other party would be that foolish.
However, Zhu Wushou didn't dare to gamble because, even with his intellect, he couldn't fathom what this person was thinking.
He seemed neurotic, almost manic, yet every step was perfectly composed, leaving Zhu Wushou unable to find a single flaw.
Simply put, Fang Yi had Zhu Wushou under his thumb!
That's all there was to it.
The toilet cubicle was dead silent.
