Seeing this, Qin Tan completely let go of his inhibitions.

She will let these people know that some people are not to be bullied.

Otherwise, the price will be exceptionally high.

The black scythe of death and the white bone knife clashed once more, Qin Tan and his opponent were now very close.

Compared to the other party's angry and murderous eyes, Qin Tan's eyes were calm as still water.

Jiang Yongwang couldn't see through it.

He couldn't see the other person's fear, nor their excitement.

She's been fighting him with that strange weapon for a while now, and she's holding her own.

Jiang Yongwang even realized that the other party's strength was above his own.

The reason the other party maintained this evenly matched level was to let him experience that feeling of powerlessness.

I always thought I could win him over, but I always fell just short.

Jiang Yongwang felt very aggrieved.

He knew that he had become the laughingstock between him and Qin Tan.

"You deserve to die."

He growled, his voice filled with malice.

Even if he can't win over the other party, he'll still make sure they suffer.

During the attack, the bone knife suddenly changed its trajectory and slashed towards Qin Tan's arm.

He wanted to cripple the other party.

How can a cripple be arrogant?

Little did he know, Qin Tan had seen right through his thoughts.

Perhaps because of that special memory, having witnessed the world's extreme darkness, human beings' petty thoughts are as transparent to her as air.

Secrets have nowhere to hide.

The Grim Reaper's Scythe easily blocked the bone knife, and under Jiang Yongwang's frustrated gaze, she flicked the black scythe handle with her fingers.

With a downward press of the blade, it easily spun around and severed the opponent's arm in Jiang Yongwang's terrified gaze.

Use their own methods against them.

This is Qin Tan's reasoning.