C671 Farewell to Patriarch Hongjun
"Now, you should know the difference between you and me, right?" Looking coldly at Loong Yihu, Han Chen said in an ice-cold voice.
It was as if he was looking at an ice-cold corpse. Perhaps in Han Chen's eyes, the current Loong Yihu was no different from a corpse.
"You, what exactly do you want?" Loong Yihu said in an uneasy tone. The strong aura of death caused his hair to stand on end