C3060 Traitor

Time passes little by little.

Chu Yan stood on the stage.

He was still holding a list in his hand.

Kill!

Kill whoever you kill!

"Next!"

Chu Yan wore white clothes that were spotlessly clean. He held a book in his hand. He looked like a refined scholar.

But at this moment, no one would think this way.

They would only treat him as a death god.

Especially to the students of the System