Dongmen Yuanwu's eyes sharply narrowed, shooting out a cold light.
Because Lin Fan's expression was so relaxed, too at ease, as if he was just on a leisurely outing.
Even the Heavenly Clan's million-strong army didn't faze him.
He had never seen such an arrogant and reckless person.
Anyone who's heard of the Heavenly Clan's army.
Would be terrified out of their wits.
Lin Fan was the first person he had seen who could remain so calm in the face of a million-strong army.
Could it be that he got the wrong person?
Dongmen Yuanwu was stunned for a moment, and this question popped involuntarily into his mind.
However.
In the next second.
Pah!
His heart spat out viciously.
What the hell is Lin Fan!
He only killed Ling Wudeng, surely because Ling Wudeng was careless and underestimated this kid, giving him a chance.
Now, he certainly didn't underestimate Lin Fan either, but he had a million-strong army behind him.
