"Oh? We die? If we die, you won't see it either." The man's smile was chilling.
He pulled a knife from his waist and placed it against White Dragon's face.
The cold sensation made White Dragon shiver.
Fear appeared in his eyes.
"Afraid? It's normal to be afraid." The man put away the dagger and took a step back. "I want you to join, not to become like us. On the contrary, you will remain in this state and gain more."
"What do you mean?" White Dragon asked cautiously.
His nerves were tense to the extreme, not daring to relax for a moment!
These were devils!
Not humans!
"I need you to help me deal with someone." The man coughed and spoke: "Trent Marsh."
"You're crazy! That's Trent Marsh! The number one in the world, Trent Marsh!" White Dragon felt like the Faceless Man was joking.
Deal with him?
I'm afraid I'd be dealt with first!
Who is Trent Marsh!
The top martial artist, with a group of subordinates, able to sweep the entire martial arts world!
