Netherworld River

Lin Yan thought for a moment and suddenly punched Zhang San's head.

Zhang San screamed and danced around, retreating in panic. However, he could not dodge Lin Yan's punch and it hit his temple.

However, Lin Yan's punch was only a feint. It was weak and separated from Zhang San's temple without any force.

Only then did Zhang San fall to the ground. His entire body swayed, and he looked terrified.

The temple was a vital point. No one would remain indifferent after being hit in the temple. Looking at Zhang San's performance, he was probably not even a martial artist.

Lin Yan reached out and pulled him up. "I'm sorry, it's necessary to test you."

Zhang San's voice was trembling. He was really an ordinary person. He usually worked in the Inner Circle to save money to buy a house. He was lucky to obtain the Golden Pattern Token before he went to the Ghost Market to be a guide and wanted to earn more money.