Who on earth was the person pulling the Zhenjiang King's strings from the shadows?
And what were they after?
"I told you, I won't tell you. I want you to find out for yourself, to face that bottomless terror, and then... die a miserable death at their hands!" the Zhenjiang King boomed with laughter.
He was afraid that if he told Lin Han, Lin Han wouldn't dare to continue investigating.
In that case, who would avenge him?
The Zhenjiang King was already certain that Lin Han would not let him go.
Since he was dead either way, he might as well dig a pit for Lin Han and have him as company in death!
"You're asking to die!"
Lin Han, utterly enraged, suddenly grabbed the Zhenjiang King by the throat and yanked him to his feet!
The Zhenjiang King struggled to breathe, his face turning ashen. As a Martial King, this was the first time he had ever suffered such humiliation.
It made him wish he were dead!
"Bastard! How dare you disrespect the Zhenjiang King?"
