"Kill him? I'm afraid it'll dirty my hands!"
Lin Fan took a bite of an apple, chewing with relish, his face full of indifference.
These words were not an exaggeration from Lin Fan. To him, Gao Jian wasn't even a worthy opponent!
"I really can't figure out what kind of person you are? It's like nothing matters in your eyes." Nalan Suqin sighed slightly, her eyes shining as she stared at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan grinned and said, "Because nothing can catch my eye. I meet gods, I slay gods; Buddhas, I slay Buddhas."
"Pfft, you're boasting." Nalan Suqin rolled her eyes at Lin Fan, and then said, "After sleeping for so long, I'm really a bit hungry. Little brother, are you hungry?"
"Of course I am. I've already eaten three apples." Lin Fan rubbed his stomach, feeling aggrieved.
"Haha! Don't rush, little brother, I'll go make you something to eat." Nalan Suqin chuckled alluringly.
