Cao Jiande stood frozen at the threshold, his five fingers deeply embedded in the sandalwood door frame. He slowly turned around, the cold glint in his eyes like poisoned silver needles: "You are the one who should be preparing for your funeral. By then, there won't even be enough scraps of cloth left to collect your body."
Before he even finished speaking, his figure dissolved into a residual blur and vanished into the twilight.
The casino remained in a dead silence for a full ten breaths. Until it was confirmed that both fierce stars had departed, the erupting roar of voices almost blew the roof off.
Chapter 95