A diamond-shaped dart flew out from Fan Chunfeng's palm and headed straight for Su Jingxing.
Swish!
The sound of rapid wind, accompanied by icy killing intent, enveloped Su Jingxing's back.
Su Jingxing, who was running, sensed it immediately and dodged the sneak attack.
Then, he stopped and turned to look at Fan Chungang.
"You want to kill me?"
Su Jingxing remained calm and said coldly, "You will kill me just because I refused your help?"
"Alright, cut the pretense."
Fan Chungang's face darkened, his eyes spitting fire. "Since we've already fallen out, I don't want to waste any more words. Let me ask you something. Did you take Chen Xiaodao's Colossal Divine Dagger?"
You have guessed correctly!
Su Jingxing thought inwardly but remained collected on the surface. "What Colossal Divine Dagger?"
"Heh, still putting on an act."