Who Are You?

Sizzle!

As Li's finger pressed forward, the woman's skull was pierced as easily as a sheet of window paper. Crimson blood trickled down his finger and dripped onto the ground, a stark and striking sight. The woman's eyes remained wide with terror; even in death, she could not fathom why this penniless wretch before her could kill with such chilling calm. Did he not fear the judgment of the law?

Shen Dong, standing nearby, was dumbfounded, as were the various nobles passing by. This was too audacious—to kill in broad daylight! Anyone capable of such an act was either a madman or a terrorist. The security guards who had initially intended to drive Li away shrank back, silently retreating. Who would dare cross a man who killed without blinking?

"Li... Brother Li, you killed her? You actually killed her?" Shen Dong finally snapped out of his daze, grabbing Li's arm in agitation. It wasn't that he held any deep affection for the woman—given his status, he could have as many women as he pleased, and she was clearly a vain social climber who threw herself at anyone with money. Shen Dong's agitation stemmed entirely from being rattled by Li's ruthless methods.

"I told you, if you don't want to die, leave this place at once. I don't care what family you belong to; if you dare stand in my way, then—!" Li shoved the lifeless woman aside, blood still dripping from his finger. He let out a cold hum and turned toward the hotel entrance. This time, no one dared to say a word; they all cleared a path. That blood-stained finger was the Kama of the Bleach.

"Call the police! Hurry, call the police!" A middle-aged man pulled out his phone with trembling hands and began to dial. Such