You Deserve It

In the heart of the inner city, Chen An’nian looked at the emaciated figure before him, no different from an ancient corpse.

Of course, he also noticed the head he had known about for a long time.

Closed eyes, crimson golden blood flowing from seven orifices, never drying up to this day. A head was as huge as a house.

Although it appeared extremely miserable, its aura made people unable to help but kneel.

If one had to describe it, it would be supreme!

Chen An’nian shifted his gaze to the emaciated figure, “Don’t you have anything to say?”

Yan Changjun now really wanted to give this impudent brat a good slap.

Who was the one who just ranted at him like a mad dog?

After a long silence, “It seems you’re not surprised,” Yan Changjun finally spoke.

Chen An’nian neither nodded nor shook his head, cautiously watching Yan Changjun, "First, explain your own origins.”

“Otherwise, I won’t know if you’re an enemy or a friend.”