Douluo Continent.
Bibi Dong stared, deathly pale, at the handsome young man who had appeared out of thin air before her, retreating step after step.
Beside her, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had already collapsed to the ground in terror, drenched in cold sweat.
"Bibi Dong, I heard you've been hunting me down?"
Long Yichen stared at Bibi Dong.
"N-no." Bibi Dong forced an ugly smile onto her bloodless face:
"A misunderstanding. It was all a misunderstanding..."
"Misunderstanding, my fucking ass!"
Long Yichen slapped Bibi Dong across the face.
Bibi Dong spat blood, shattered teeth flying out in a bloody spray as she screamed and went flying.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo dropped to their knees before Long Yichen, trembling so hard they wished they could bury their heads in the dirt.
With a casual wave of his hand, Long Yichen conjured a chair out of thin air.
He sat down, propped his chin on one hand, and crossed his legs, staring at Bibi Dong as she lay motionless on the ground:
"Crawl over here. Stop playing dead."
Bibi Dong shuddered and pressed her lips together. Like a dog, she pushed herself onto all fours and crawled toward Long Yichen, inch by inch.
At last, she stopped less than half a meter from him and looked up.
Long Yichen leaned forward, lifted her delicate, snow-white chin with one finger, and stared into her frightened, beautiful eyes:
"My rule is to kill anyone who tries to kill me. You deserve to die."
Bibi Dong gave a violent shudder and cried out in terror, "S-spare me! I'll never dare do it again..."
"Heh. I don't care whether you dare or not." Long Yichen sneered:
"You should count yourself lucky you have a good daughter."
Bibi Dong's eyes widened. "Xiao Xue pleaded for