"Ru'er?!" Guo Yi turned his head to look at the figure on the Snow Peak, his heart filled with astonishment.
Guo Yi was indeed shocked by the appearance of Tang Ru. He had never imagined that he would encounter Tang Ru here. And what's more, that Tang Ru would choose this moment to extend a helping hand to him.
Before Guo Yi could react, Mike had already fold his body and lunged towards Guo Yi with an incredible speed.
"The rest of you, continue to take down this Chinese kid," Mike commanded as he left.
"Yes!" The men nodded.
In an instant, Mike was reduced to a small black dot and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Atop the Snow Peak, Tang Ru looked like the Saintess of Mount Tian, captivatingly beautiful to the point of leaving one breathless. She possessed a beauty that one could only look up to but never defile. Especially that aloof face with a bewitching flower blooming between her brows, exuding a seductive charm from the inside out.
