C483 Dark Night Interception

Lu Faan's gaze was cold as he looked at the two throwing knives. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand. He stretched out his hand and grabbed that cold light.

The shadow hiding on the camphor tree looked at his throwing knife and Lu Faan actually tried to grab it. Immediately, a trace of ridicule emerged from the corner of his mouth.

He had used countless throwing knives in the past few years