"I don't know, I know nothing, and don't expect to get anything out of me. Kill or cut as you wish!"
Compared to Tang Rao, Yan Lin was more wary of the person behind him.
A man who could conjure clouds with one hand and rain with the other, a man who could make his life a living hell. Just the thought of the consequences of betraying this man made Yan Lin tremble uncontrollably.
"I'm not such a bloodthirsty person. You know Zhou Runfa, right? The late-stage God who tried to kill me several times? Just yesterday, I rewarded him to my brothers. My brothers like to skin people alive. If you don't prove your worth, you'll probably end up among them. By the way, your face is much better-looking than those balds. He'll definitely like it!"
Tang Rao spoke a few truths, never intending to intimidate Yan Lin, but Yan Lin took Tang Rao's words to heart.
