C158 The Power of One Glance

Che Meng was a mere two meters from Lin Yichen, brimming with confidence that he could easily subdue her.

"Hopeless," came a voice.

In that instant, a gleam of light sparked in Xing Mo's eyes.

That gleam was like a razor-sharp sword, piercing straight into Che Meng's body. Midair, Che Meng turned his head in disbelief, his face contorted with pain.

Like the northeastern tiger before him