Lin Fan took two steps to make it three, arriving in front of the teenager.
His eyes were stern, face as cold as snow.
In his eyes were hidden coldness, amusement, and murderous intent.
The teenager felt his scalp tingle, involuntarily stepping back a step.
However.
He immediately steadied his stance.
He's "Lin Fan" after all! How could he show a timid expression!
The corner of the teenager's mouth twitched slightly, his Adam's apple bobbed, and one could clearly hear the sound of swallowing.
Finally stabilizing his body, he faced the real Lin Fan directly.
The teenager's slight movements weren't noticed by Mo Kun and the others, but Lin Fan saw everything clearly.
"Are you Lin Fan?"
He glanced up and down, asking faintly.
"Yes! And who are you to question me?"
The teenager replied firmly, eyebrows raised.
Lin Fan's pupils suddenly contracted, shouting angrily without warning.
"Kneel!"
