C283 Exorcise

Zhao Sanjin stood at the door with his arms crossed around his chest. He stared coldly at Fei's movement. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, forming an evil arc. His eyes were full of disdain.

"You are right. I just want to die. However, with your abilities, I'm afraid you won't let me get what I want. . . "

He laughed coldly. Just as Fei's fist was about to hit Zhao Sanjin