Jiàn Èrláng could hardly believe that the Black Dragon Sword, which he had obtained only after overcoming countless hardships, had just been snatched away like that.
He looked up, intending to see who this person tired of living was, but a foot with clearly defined joints stepped directly onto his face, pinning him firmly to the ground.
"You aren't convinced? If you aren't, you'd better bottle it up, because I could kill you at any moment now."
Chapter 442