"Don't!" Lin Jingtian shouted.
A mocking glint filled Fang Yi's eyes, but he didn't actually shoot.
However, Lin Jingtian felt as though he had just walked through the Ghost Gate, his body drenched in cold sweat. He swallowed hard and said, "If you don't want to cooperate, then we won't cooperate. I was rash this time. I can leave right now and I won't bear any grudge against you."
"Heh."
"You... What on earth do you want!" Anger tinged Lin Jingtian's voice.
"Angry, are you? Good, it's better when you're angry," Fang Yi said indifferently. "You want to cooperate, then we'll cooperate."
Lin Jingtian's expression went blank, then he muttered under his breath, "Does anyone point a gun at their collaborator like this?"
Fang Yi smiled, holstered his gun, and then slapped it down in front of Lin Jingtian.
