Chapter 903 I Only Fear No One
- At that, Zhongli Hen paused, the corner of his mouth curling as he eyed Eric Goodwell with a playful look. Then his tone flipped, sharp and cold: “But you, kid—what the hell are you, really?”
- Eric didn’t care about anything Zhongli Hen had just said. Instead, his lips tipped up, amused, and he tossed back, “Oh?”
- “Is that so?”