"Revenge is only a matter of time, but I don't want you to die yet, that would be too easy for you. I want you to watch firsthand as your friends die one by one in front of you, to taste the pain and torment that I've endured," Zhu Hong said through gritted teeth, his tone filled with immense hatred.
Ling Chen furrowed his brows and said in a deep voice, "You're forcing me to kill you."
Zhu Hong smirked coldly, "Do you think you have the ability to kill me now?"
"Let's find out." As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Chen lightly tapped with the tip of his foot and charged straight towards Zhu Hong. When he got close, his fist tightened, Inner Strength converged, and he fiercely launched a punch, hitting the armored surface.
