Wang Dadong let out a long sigh and said, "I... am the Death Knell."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ke's beautiful eyes immediately widened, staring straight at Wang Dadong.
This state lasted for a full five minutes before Chen Ke incredulously said, "What, what did you say?"
"I said, I am the Lord of Hell, the Death Knell. If you want revenge, you've found the right person," Wang Dadong said calmly.
Chen Ke was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded.
She never could have imagined that the man who had terrified her for so many years was actually a five-year-old child.
No, it's impossible!
"No, you can't be him. As far as I know, he is not a child! And if you are Hell's Death Knell, you wouldn't be this weak." Chen Ke shook her head vigorously.
Hell's Death Knell couldn't be a child, much less someone completely powerless to resist.
"I wasn't a child before, but something happened," Wang Dadong said.
"Wait!" Chen Ke suddenly thought of something.
