The sudden appearance of murderous intent made Zhou Sihao's face change drastically. He involuntarily took a step back, his gaze heavy as he looked at Lu Tianxing.
The onlookers around felt a chill from this hint of murderous intention, and couldn't help but shiver. In an instant, they felt as if they had been plunged from the crisp autumn weather into the freezing depths of winter.
An aura of extreme coldness permeated the air, as if threatening to freeze a person solid.
"You can choose now, whether to take the first path or the second path."
Lu Tianxing's indifferent voice echoed in Zhou Siyu's ear, "Don't try to resist. With your skills, you're not even worth mentioning."
Contempt, Lu Tianxing was flagrantly showing contempt for Zhou Sihao.
