Half of Wu Daren's face was hidden in the shadows. When he heard this, he tightened his grip on Trevor Ye's hand.
"Who are you and where is Wu Daren!" A golden light flashed from Trevor Ye's fingertips, piercing the fat man's palm as sharp as a needle. He wanted to step back, but the bloody hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back violently.
"Damn it! Who else could it be? Be gentle." The fat man leaned close to his ear and wailed in a low voice. His tone was still as nasty as before, but he was a little breathless and still looked angry. As soon as Trevor Ye approached, he saw a hole in the back of the fat man's head with blood flowing out. His eyes were round and extremely ferocious. The fat man took a deep breath and slowly regained his composure.
Trevor Ye was still a little confused. Wu Daren didn't explain much, and he couldn't explain it for a while. He was indeed in some trouble.
The fat man looked unhappy: "Same soul fluctuation, how could you find something wrong!"
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