Lin Fan contemplated.
Who exactly was this person, and what was their purpose?
If they wanted to make a move against him, there was no need for such nonsense. They could have just acted directly.
Or perhaps it was inconvenient for them to act now, and they were plotting something—ready to weave a tale, lure him into a trap, and then hit him hard.
Looks like he needed to be cautious.
The hearts of people these days were treacherous, let alone demons, who were terrifyingly sinister.
Lin Fan didn't believe a single punctuation mark from the unknown entity's words. Reaching this level of cultivation and battling four Demon Emperors to turn the heavens and earth upside down, yet claiming they didn't dare kill even a chicken?
Who would believe that?
Unless their brain was broken.
