"Haha, who would have thought the God of Death cares about his woman!"
From the conversation between these few people, number 578 finally confirmed that the woman he was holding was very important to Hao Jian.
Hehe, the weakness of the God of Death must be reported to the boss!
As long as this weakness is communicated to his organization, he will receive a substantial reward, at least it's very significant for him.
"Let her go."
Hao Jian's gaze was calm, his tone had no fluctuation, but deep within his eyes, a chilling glare was as tangible as reality.
"God of Death, others might fear you, but I don't. I've already died once before, this life was never mine. Even if I can't seek vengeance today, dragging your woman down would be worth it!"
Number 578 grinned: "God of Death, do you know? Ever since you went into hiding, the other gods have been searching for your whereabouts. If I spread the news that you're here, do you know what difficulties you'll face?"
