"So what do you want now? Are you really going to kill me?"
Phantom Thief Kid was not afraid either. He did not believe Hyuga Shin would truly kill him.
At most, he was just trying to scare him. Actually doing it was definitely impossible.
But the next moment, a wave of killing intent enveloped Kaito Kuroba. In an instant, he no longer thought it was impossible.
After sensing that killing intent, he could barely even move. It even felt as though he were facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"How could someone possess such terrifying killing intent?"
He had encountered murderers before. They did have killing intent—that indescribable, peculiar aura.
But even serial killers could not possibly have such horrifying killing intent.
And the killing intent he was enduring now was far more terrifying than that of any mercenary who had come off a battlefield.
"Just how many people have you killed?" Kaito Kuroba could not help asking Hyuga Shin.
"Who would remember something so boring?" Hyuga Shin replied indifferently. Though his tone was calm, Kaito Kuroba felt a chill run through his heart.
He could no longer even remember the people who had died by his hand. That meant there were simply too many of them.
So, was he serious when he said he would kill him? Was he really going to do it?
At that moment, Kaito Kuroba suddenly felt that Hyuga Shin's earlier words did not seem impossible after all. He might really kill him.
"Now you're afraid? Then why didn't you think about being afraid when you broke into my home?"
Hyuga Shin could clearly sense Kaito Kuroba's fear. His expression was icy; evidently, having his sleep interrupted had put him in a very bad mood.
"Hyuga Shin, you'd better not