"What do you want to do?" Fang Lin's tone was tranquil, as though he hadn't noticed the woman's dark expression at all.
The woman in the black dress glared at Fang Lin, a reckless determination in her eyes, and said, "What exactly do you plan to do with me? Give me a quick answer, life or death!"
A hint of disdain appeared on Fang Lin's lips, "In my hands, whether you live or die is up to me. You have no choice."
The woman in the black dress retorted angrily, "Aren't you afraid I'll fight you to the death?"
Fang Lin's look of disdain intensified, "Fight to the death? What makes you think you have the capability to make that happen? I could kill you without even lifting a finger."
Cold light flashed in the woman's eyes, "Do you really think I have no means of self-defense? Force me to use it, and not even an army of Bone Demons can save your life."
