Once the eighty million was banked into his account, Xiao Luo threw away the sword and said to Geng Qiuxing, "Tell this to Long Sankui on my behalf. It's time for a change of the black representative in Jiangcheng."
He patted Geng Qiuxing firmly on his shoulder, then turned around and walked towards Gu Qianlin. Geng Qiuxing was fear-stricken and had broken into a cold sweat. He remained standing, without moving an inch, his eyes were filled with despair.
Gu Qianlin was covered in wounds, as she saw Xiao Luo approaching her, she snapped coldly, "You're a demon!"
"I've just saved you, shouldn't you thank me?" Xiao Luo smiled.
He then squatted down and reached out to give her a hand. "What do you want?" Gu Qianlin looking at him cautiously.
