"Don't, I beg you. Here, take this..." Han Xin took out a jade pendant in the form of a bat.
He held it out to Lin Fan and said, "There are gold bars inside this storage artifact. Just take it and let me go."
"I suppose you've forgotten what you tried to do to me." Lin Fan shrugged as he looked at Han Xin.
There would be no end if he let this Han Xin off.
He would be back with someone to try and assassinate them next time.
Maybe disciples or masters of the two men he just killed.
Just like what happened with Jian Nu.
The Sword Saint had sent Jian Xin in search of him.
So, there was only one end for Han Xin.
When Han Xin heard what Lin Fan said, he tried to stand up and run.
He was, however, no match for Lin Fan.
Boom.
Lin Fan's punch broke the air, and a Qi wave shot at Han Xin's head.
It pulverized Han Xin's head into a red mist immediately.
Thud.
The body of Han Xin stopped moving, and it fell onto the ground.
Lin Fan walked over and picked up the jade pendant.
