"Heh heh!"
Lin Fan laughed and said, "Your discontent has nothing to do with me—that's your issue!"
As he spoke, Lin Fan finally began walking towards Lin Tianlin, stepping deliberately toward him. Meanwhile, Lin Fan's hand holding the Dragon Abyss Spear pointed at Lin Tianlin, as waves of killing intent were released from the tip of the spear, sweeping towards Lin Tianlin.
"Next, I'll send you on your way!" At the same time, Lin Fan's indifferent voice rang out.
Lin Tianlin closed his eyes!
He didn't make any futile resistance because Lin Tianlin knew very well that under these circumstances, his resistance would be useless!
Moreover, Lin Tianlin hadn't thought of begging for mercy. His inner pride meant that Lin Tianlin would never beg, and in addition, Lin Tianlin also knew that the hatred between him and Lin Fan was irreconcilable; even if he begged for mercy, it would be futile.
Lin Tianlin knew that in the next moment, he would die!