The pitch-black dead bodies beneath Yi Chen piled and contorted into the shape of a seat, allowing him to maintain a seated position,
leaning forward,
twirling a dagger in one hand,
and with the other hand, conducting a three-second countdown,
This imposing and dominant behavior was starkly different from William's, deeply shocking Nash who convulsed as secretions kept oozing out of his body.
"If boss William were here, he'd definitely negotiate terms with these people, using his performance-oriented personality to achieve temporary cooperation or some kind of trade… Yi Chen's approach is much more direct and convenient, but the risks are relatively higher.
Dealing with eighteen of them isn't very likely to result in success.
