Being Low-key Doesn’t Mean Being Afraid of Trouble (Part 2)

“To dare utter such arrogant words on the brink of death, threatening this young master,” Sang Tianyun coldly pointed at Lu Suifeng, “You will soon learn how to write the word ‘death’.”

“Suifeng! These ants are truly vexing. Let me handle them!”

Ziyan emerged from the joy of her necklace, concealing her enchanting smile and replacing it with a chilling expression.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed as she coldly gazed at the five heavily armed men charging towards them.

With a gentle wave of her slender hand, a dazzling light flashed through the air, fleeting yet striking.

The five men suddenly halted their advance, simultaneously clutching their throats, as crimson blood swiftly seeped through their fingers.

In an instant, someone fell backward with a loud crash, while another slowly crouched down, their body tilting and eventually lying lifelessly on the ground.

The five individuals, previously filled with aggression and hostility, now transformed into pale-faced corpses.