"Tut tut tut..."
Yin Qi displayed a smug expression, looking down at Mo Lin condescendingly.
He deliberately placed his foot very close to Mo Lin's head.
The terrifying Immortal Qi pressed down on Mo Lin like a massive mountain, making his body immobile; he could only barely raise his head.
As Mo Lin's resistance grew fiercer, a bloody taste filled his mouth. It was unclear when a stream of fresh blood began to flow from his abdomen into his mouth.
Mo Lin slowly lifted his head, staring fiercely at Yin Qi, and said coldly through gritted teeth, "I don't think we've met, have we?
We shouldn't have any grudges, should we?"
Yin Qi seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke ever.
"Grudges?"
Yin Qi sneered, "Just because I don't know you, I can't seize your chance?
No grudges, so I can't kill you?
Let me be frank, if the Star Constellation Snake Immortal were not here today, I would definitely kill you."
Yin Qi wasn't bluffing Mo Lin at all.
