Xing Hao smiled grimly, the killing intent in his eyes utterly undisguised.
He intended to put Qin Jishi to death.
That invisible hatred had twisted his mind.
Jealousy!
Qin Jishi's appearance had stripped Xing Hao of the glory that had originally belonged to him.
Even Zhang Shiqing had become so close to Qin Jishi. Xing Hao simply could not accept it.
At this moment, he had long since flung Leng Yan's instructions beyond the ninth heaven.
In his heart, there was no such thing as Qin Jishi dying and him collecting the corpse, or Qin Jishi living and the matter being dropped.
Bullshit!
Qin Jishi had to die.
Besides!
There were only the two of them in the dungeon now. Whether Qin Jishi lived or died, only he would know.
At that thought!
Xing Hao began to laugh grimly.
The corners of his lips curled upward, and the savage expression on his face was completely undisguised.
"Cough... cough cough..."
Qin Jishi slowly opened his eyes and simply stared at Xing Hao.
He could sense the killing intent emanating from Xing Hao.
"Senior Brother Xing... Xing Hao... what... what do you mean by this?"
"Cough cough!"
Qin Jishi coughed, his weak voice echoing beside him.
"We... we have no grievance or enmity... why... why have you repeatedly tried to... tried to put me to death?"
Facing Qin Jishi's question, Xing Hao shrugged.
At this moment, he was like a King of Hell who ruled over another's life and death, standing high above with arrogant pride.
"Qin Jishi, you want to know? Then I'll tell you."
"Simple!"
"No one can stand above me. You defeated me, and I absolutely cannot let you live, because you have threatened me."
"Besides!"
As he spoke, Xing Hao's voice suddenly darkened. "What gives you the right