Composed!
Lin Fan's face displayed nothing but composure!
He did not disturb Su Qiong.
The latter was still fast asleep, unaware of having already left the room.
Living room.
Strangely quiet.
The air was suffused with a suffocating killing intent.
However, Lin Fan's expression remained impassive, frighteningly calm.
The buzzing sounds heard inside the house had vanished completely.
In his ears, only silence remained.
These fellows, they dared not make a move inside, only daring to lure him out.
Inside, with limited space, the advantage of distinction in cultivation realm vanished, leaving it more to chance.
Outside, things were utterly different.
"Hmph, rats."
Lin Fan suddenly let out a cold laugh.
He knew that the people inside had withdrawn, and outside, they were already encircling him tightly.
Moreover, their numbers were likely substantial.
He pushed open the door.
Without a trace of hesitation.
Lin Fan stepped into the night fearlessly.
