"Alright."
Wang was truly unwilling, but what could unwillingness accomplish? Even if he unleashed telekinesis capable of destroying a city, it wouldn't cause the opponent any harm, and he might even be killed by a sword or a punch from them.
Lin Fan raised his camera, aimed the lens.
"Hmm, that's good, give me a smile."
Damn, what a terrible request.
To demand a smile like that, no one else would dare utter such words.
Click!
Click!
The camera preserved Wang's image forever. One must admit, the camera was indeed a magnificent invention, recording much data for Lin Fan even in the apocalypse.
"Wang, you really are a useless piece of trash. Chui Sang was loyal to you. He knew he was no match for Lin Fan but still dared to charge and fight. And yet, you, much stronger than Chui Sang, are cowardly and fearful. Truly blinded initially, thinking you had potential."
