Xiao Ding froze when he saw how easily he could kill someone. His body stiffened in a corner and he didn't move, afraid to disturb him.
Zhang Lucheng was sleeping peacefully in bed, unaware of the mortal danger he was in.
Seeing his enemy in front of him, Xiaotian smiled to himself.
Honestly, he didn't think he would have the chance to kill him so soon. But since he started devising this plan, his goal was to kill this damn bastard soon.
He had many enemies in this place, even the one in the corner of the room was one. But this one was the one he hated the most among the young people.
Well... that Feng too. 'Someday you'll die too, anyway.'
He approached Lucheng's bed and looked it up and down.
Who would have thought? The most prominent young man of his generation would end up dying in his own bed, at the hands of his greatest enemy and rival...
Just a few hours ago, he was boasting about his power.
About his glory... Cursing Xiaotian inside.
