"Debt collection? I don't recall owing anyone money."
The reporter retreated without a change in expression, his hand hidden behind him, attempting to secretly dial the emergency number. The man's sudden appearance was too eerie, cornering him in the alley, instilling in the reporter a sense of fear.
"Whoosh."
Bai Yan moved swiftly, appearing before the reporter like a specter; his agility over 100 points was enough to dazzle any ordinary person.
"You!"
The reporter gasped in shock as Bai Yan slightly shook his hand and the reporter's phone appeared in Bai Yan's grasp.
"Crack!"
Bai Yan crushed the phone expressionlessly, sparks flying in all directions.
"Let's talk about the people behind you."
Bai Yan said softly, exhaling a puff of smoke.
"You! You're from the Wanyan Company!"
The fear was evident on the reporter's face as he had no more room to retreat; he was cornered at the very end of the alley.
