"Who? Lin Bufan?"

Xiao Yu sneered, "Father, Master Su, and the King of Murder are enough to kill him. Didn't you see he was trapped..."

Knock knock knock!

As they were talking, he was suddenly struck on the head by three gun barrels.

It was Sikong Qianluo's hand that struck.

Sikong Qianluo said indignantly, "They don't dare to hit you, but I do."

"It's you again, you brat."

Last time at the White Prince's Mansion, Sikong Qianluo hit him on the head, causing him to bleed.

Are you here again today?

"You brat, when Father wakes up, I'll have him destroy your Snow Moon City."

"You've lost your chance."

Lin Bufan strode in and appeared in front of Xiao Yu in a flash.

Xiao Yu was taken aback and quickly looked behind Lin Bufan.

There was no one behind Lin Bufan.

Luo Qingyang, the King of Killers, and Su Changhe—none of them came in.

"Where are they?" Xiao Yu asked instinctively.

"They're dead." Lin Bufan turned to Xiao Chong and Ye Xiaoying and asked, "What happened? I killed three people outside, but you couldn't even kill a Crimson King inside?"

Ye Xiaoying said with shame, "He is a prince, and I am just a general. If a prince makes a mistake, I can arrest him, but I cannot kill him."

Xiao Chong chimed in, "General Ye is right. We can only arrest him, not kill him. That's the rule."

"Rules are rigid, but people are flexible, no..."

Lin Bufan realized he had misspoke and corrected the second half of his sentence: "Rules are inanimate, and people... are also inanimate."

Click!

With a single slash, Xiao Yu's throat was cut open, and blood gushed out!