Harlin looked calmly at Yang Fei and sat down leisurely on the chair.
His gaze at Yang Fei was like he was looking at a dead man.
"If you weren't the Star of Bewilderment, I might not necessarily have to kill you. After all, talents like you are hard to come by."
As he spoke, a cold killing intent finally bloomed in his gentle eyes.
"Unfortunately, you're someone the Doomsday Goddess's oracle has decreed must die."
"I do feel pity for you, but I cannot go against the Doomsday Goddess's will either."
With that, Harlin slowly drew an energy pistol and aimed it at Yang Fei's forehead.
"That's it then. After you die, I'll see to it that your body is properly buried. That's the only thing I can do for you."
Yang Fei knew the situation was critical. The other side had paid such a great price; there was no way he was leaving alive today.
The energy pistol was loaded with nuclear bullets.
