"Bastard! No, no, stay back! Don't come over here!"
Cold sweat drenched his entire body. Yamamoto Ichiro screamed in terror, his face a deathly pallor.
How could I not know who Qin Fan is?
He was the young Grandmaster from Huaxia whose fame had recently shaken the Martial Arts World! Just a few months ago, he had even slaughtered Lan Xiaosheng, a master who had reached Great Success in the Transformation Realm. Yamamoto Ichiro had only dared to covet Spirit Water No. 1 because he was absolutely certain that Qin Fan would never dare to set foot in Japan. Yet, he never imagined that Qin Fan would not only come to Japan but also to the Yamamoto Group. And now, he was standing right before his eyes.
SWOOSH!
With a single leap, Qin Fan vaulted over the desk, but he didn't immediately move to kill Yamamoto Ichiro. Instead, in a flash of motion too fast to follow, he plucked a single strand of hair from Yamamoto Ichiro's head.
