Chapter 259: Old Mo's Knife_2

"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang..."

Lin Yi's vision flickered before his eyes, and within that fragmented myriad of lights, it seemed as if a pair of eyes were slowly opening!

Were they the eyes of an angel?

Or... "It-I"s eyes?!

Subconsciously, Lin Yi loosened his grip on the light bulb, and it dropped to the floor with a thud, its crisp sound striking the ground beside his feet like a heavy hammer.

As his palm released, everything before Lin Yi's eyes swiftly faded, and his vision returned to its original place.

"Huff, huff, huff..." His face pale, he breathed greedily as if he had forgotten how to breathe at that moment.

"What did you see?" Tian Bufan patted Lin Yi on the back, asking with concern.

"It's not what I saw, but... something saw me!" Lin Yi's forehead was covered in sweat beads as thick as soybeans, his eyes shifting uncertainly, "I must have been targeted by an angel..."