At this moment, he transformed into the cruelest devil, tearing away the disguise of daylight.
Even though his underlings were cold-blooded and ruthless, accustomed to strange sights, witnessing this tragic scene still struck a chord deep within them.
Had they been in the same position, what gratitude could they offer? Perhaps, only in that moment would they truly understand.
Just as everyone thought that Lin Yifan's neck would be gushing blood and his death was certain, a strange phenomenon occurred. After the glass shards slashed across his neck, not a single scratch appeared on Lin Yifan's skin, which shocked everyone present.
"How can this be? Why isn't he injured?"
"Boss! Were you just joking around or was that for real?"
"Do I look like I have the time to joke with you guys?" Azure Dragon, the boss, replied irritably.
To tell the truth, he too was shocked by the scene.
