"Lu Lin, do you... want to die."
Wang Chou's voice squeezed out from between his teeth.
Lu Lin saw this and chuckled, "Brother Chou, don't get so worked up."
"Failing to advance to Star King Level is no big deal, why so tense?"
"Besides, surely you've heard of the story about fearing medicine for fear of curing the illness, right? If there's a sickness, we should treat it. Hiding it, hoping others won't notice, is a bit self-deceptive."
"Don't be like this, come on, give us a smile."
"Smiling takes ten years off, and although your respectable appearance isn't nice when you smile, it's better than a stern face..."
"Damn it!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
Wang Chou, infuriated by Lu Lin's teasing words, instantly appeared before Lu Lin, without even using his strongest Soul Power technique.
He wanted to kill this damned guy Lu Lin.
Tearing his flesh inch by inch, roasting it over fire.
"I told you, don't be so agitated."
Lu Lin smiled, grabbing Wang Chou's wrist.
