Don't meddle with the past II

Jian erupted into wild laughter as he heard the words of his past self. He was worried about Kyle? That jerk who was currently the strongest person among them?!

"Do you really think Kyle would die so easily? Then you don't yet know the real him. He wouldn't die even if death itself arrived to forcefully take him!"

He raised his finger and flicked his past self's forehead, sending him hurtling into the gap behind him.

A smug smile appeared on Jian's face as he watched his past self's fading figure, but the smile vanished when a hand slipped out from the crack of time he had come from and forcefully grabbed his collar. Kyle's chilling voice echoed from the crack.

"Just how many times do I have to tell you not to meddle with the past, or Azazeal will do the same and end us all."