"It's you!"
At that moment, the air seemed to freeze. At the entrance to the deck, Li Yicheng, who had missed the entire series of events due to a bathroom break, reached the top of the steps and stared at Qin Fan, exclaiming in shock. His nose twitched as the pungent stench of blood assaulted his senses. He glanced around and saw more than a dozen corpses sprawled across the ground. The sight drained all the color from his face, leaving it deathly pale.
"Did you kill all these people?" Li Yicheng blurted out instinctively, his voice laced with horror.
"Is there a problem, Second Master?" Qin Fan licked his lips and gave a sinister smile, facing the man for whom he held a sliver of admiration.
Second Master? This Butcher knows the Second Master?
Hearing their exchange, everyone shivered, their gazes shifting in unison to Li Yicheng.
"Yicheng, you know him?" Li Juncheng, his face pale and contorted with terror, spun around and stared at Li Yicheng in a panic.
