Ling Han patted Tang Yan's shoulder, "Don't worry. Even if the sky collapsed, there would still be someone taller to hold it up."
"Ling Han, you think you're that taller someone?" Tan Zhengjie couldn't help but ask. He had suffered too much at Ling Han's hands, and every time he thought about it, he couldn't sleep well for a good few days.
Ling Han smiled faintly, "Believe it or not, I will kill you on the spot?"
"Ha!" Tan Zhengjie almost spluttered in laughter. This was truly the biggest joke in the world.
"Come on!" He crooked a finger at Ling Han. Though he had not advanced into the Cauldron Forging Tier yet, there were still a considerable number of elites of the Core Formation Tier by his side. With such protection, Ling Han still wanted to kill him?
"I really want to see how you will die," he said coldly.