"I... I'm not Guan Guoming and I don't know any Guan Guoming," Guan Guoming said, eyeing the dagger in his hand, his body trembling as he lied.
The man chuckled helplessly and shook his head, "It doesn't matter if you aren't him, but you shouldn't have offended the Holy One. It's not often I bother myself with ordinary people like you, but sadly, you've crossed someone you shouldn't have..."
The next second, the man placed the dagger on Guan Guoming's neck, the blade so sharp that a trickle of blood had already emerged.
With just a slight movement, Guan Guoming would undoubtedly be dead!
"Big brother... I beg you... don't kill me... I have money, lots of money. I'll give it all to you, I'm willing to pay double the price... "
"Money?" The man sneered sinisterly, "You dare to compare your wealth with the Holy One? Enough talk, it's time to send you off!"