"Short-sighted, like a frog at the bottom of a well, there are countless people like me in China."
"However, I spent a few years abroad and became somewhat famous," Li Changfeng said casually.
"May I have your name."
"Li Changfeng."
"No, tell me your full name."
“Blood-Handed Yama,” Li Changfeng uttered.
"Blood Hand Yama, you are actually Blood Hand Yama."
"What? Are you surprised?"
"The mighty Blood Hand Yama is famous throughout the world. Who in the dark world doesn't know him?"
"Your name is even in the US archives, listed as one of the most dangerous people."
"I'm not at a loss even if I lose to you! It was worth it!"
"To die at the hands of the Blood-Handed Yama is also a kind of honor."
"I just never imagined you'd be working as a bodyguard in China, being at someone else's beck and call." Zhen Tianguo's last sentence was derogatory and merciless mockery.
However, Li Changfeng didn't care at all; how could someone with such a strong inner self be broken down by words?
"Now that I've fulfilled your wish and told you your name, are you going to do it yourself, or should I send you away?" Li Changfeng said, tilting his head.
"Heh." Zhen Tianguo sneered, "A man only dies standing up; only a coward commits suicide."
With a "whoosh," Li Changfeng vanished from his spot. One second he was standing there, and the next he was nowhere to be seen.
When he reappeared, blood was gushing from Zhen Tianguo's throat, and a shocking wound was visible.
"You actually... you actually hid... your strength." Zhen Tianguo said intermittently, blood gushing from his mouth, his voice hoarse.
Immediately, he slammed his head to the ground, feeling utterly cold.
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