C225 I Am Not Targeting You

"Crash..."

At that moment, the crisp sound of metal scraping filled the air.

Then, they saw Lin Tian effortlessly pinch the black chain between two fingers.

No matter how the black chain writhed and swung, it couldn't escape his grasp.

Lin Tian's fingers were like iron tongs, clamping down unyieldingly.

The man in the black robe trembled violently