At the moment Chen Yidao approached Liu Hun, with a flick of his wrist, a long sword appeared in his hand, flickering with silver glimmers, like cold rays, eager to claim a life.
Moreover, the moment Chen Yidao made his move, the air around seemed to freeze, and an immensely terrifying aura erupted from him, causing countless papers in the office to float up, turning into dust in midair.
Liu Hun stood at the central spot, expressionless, coldly watching Chen Yidao's desperate actions.
Though Liu Hun hadn't lifted a finger, Chen Yidao felt no confidence in defeating him, relying on strength alone; if it were him under that barrage of bullets and gunshots just now, he couldn't remain as composed as Liu Hun.
Therefore, the difference in their strengths was vast, making it impossible for Chen Yidao to be Liu Hun's opponent.
Yet, knowing this, Chen Yidao had no hesitation, channeling all his inner strength to fiercely stab at Liu Hun.
