"You're late."
The Clown held the fans girl's head in his hand, speaking while coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood.
"Who knows."
Su Xiao stood in front of the iron door on the rooftop, staying away from the Clown.
"The vanguard you sent wasn't much, I dealt with her single-handedly. She looked like a cold-faced female assassin, but her soul was surprisingly sweet."
The Clown tossed the fans girl's head towards Su Xiao, seemingly without force, yet the head flew at great speed.
Su Xiao sidestepped to avoid the fans girl's head, which slammed into the iron door with a bang, leaving a dent.
"Let's talk, there's no need for caution. I'm just a broken man. If you want my life, come and take it."
The Clown pointed to the dagger in his chest, indicating he had no combat strength.
Su Xiao's gaze swept left and right. He had a feeling that stepping forward would mean death.
Taking out an apple from the storage space, he threw it towards the Clown.
Shhh—
