"Hand it over!"
Just two words.
Arrogant!
Domineering!
Presumptuous!
Unreasonable!
It sounded like a matter that was set in stone, coupled with a commanding tone, demanding Lin Fan to surrender the Xuanyuan Sword.
Lin Fan ignored Jiang Yifei completely, simply lowering his head and closely examining the intricate patterns on the Xuanyuan Sword, he reached out a hand, gently caressing it.
He could feel it, the Xuanyuan Sword was very excited, excited like a child!
"I told you to hand it over, are you deaf?"
Jiang Yifei's face suddenly darkened.
Next, he stepped forward, reaching out domineeringly to snatch the Xuanyuan Sword from Lin Fan's hand, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes, as if he had already become the master of the Xuanyuan Sword!
"Scram!"
Lin Fan hissed coldly, at the same time raising a foot and viciously kicking towards Jiang Yifei's chest.
"Bang!"
A burst of intense pain.
