"Release Jing Sang right now!"
Sang Shui demanded in a stern and deep voice and with an authority as the representative of their group. Even though he was calm on the outside, his inside had already turned upside down. From the moment someone defiled the name of their household like a speck of dirt in the mud, he had already lost his control.
His chest was tightly compressed but he was only fighting the urge of his emotion. Even if he'd like to find details about his clan, Jing Sang's current situation as well as the other members of the defense group needed to settle.
Gao Xiao chuckled, showing his disdain on his tone, "Oh, is that a request Sang Shui?" He then waved his hand towards Fu Jin Hao, evident on his gesture that he gave his consent to his actions. Fu Jin Hao smile in delight as he thrust the rustic dagger on Jing Sang's thigh not minding the eerie squirming of the other party.
