Hearing the death row inmate's shout, Yue Xiuchuan, who had been hiding in the shadows, cursed under his breath, "This idiot."
Sure enough, in that instant, Yue Xiuchuan felt an extreme killing intent shoot toward him. Lin Yun was staring him down, his gaze like that of a peerless, ferocious beast.
"Yue Xiuchuan, so you really were here. Today, I'll start by killing you and collecting a little interest," Lin Yun said, his voice dripping with killing intent.
With that, Lin Yun turned to the death row inmate. The moment the inmate saw Lin Yun's gaze fall upon him, he shuddered and immediately dropped the long blade in his hand to the ground.
"Stay right here. If I come back and you're gone, you know the consequences," Lin Yun warned.
Hearing this, the death row inmate nodded frantically, as if swearing a solemn oath. To him, Lin Yun was now a Death God—a Death God who held his very life and death in his hands.
