Zhou Shu grabbed the man's neck with one hand and said coldly, "Do you have any last words?"
"Let me go, and I can give you a way out," the man said forcefully with a flushed face.
"You're about to die, yet you still dare to spout nonsense." Zhou Shu snorted coldly. He exerted strength in his hand, and cracking sounds came from the man's neck.
The man's face flushed red. He grabbed Zhou Shu's arm with both hands and struggled with all his might.
He said hurriedly, "I'm not spouting nonsense! You probably don't know your situation yet.
"I know you're not Jun Tian at all! You don't know who you're facing!
"If you kill me, you'll only die faster! Let me go, and I'll give you a way out!"
Zhou Shu raised his eyebrows. "You were indeed tricking me. You knew long ago that I wasn't Jun Tian.
"Only Yang Tian would believe that you're Jun Tian. Jun Tian is already dead. He's deader than dead. It's impossible for him to return!" the man said.