"And this is the last time, I will repeat my question."
Without giving them any time, Zhao Luo continued.
"Who sent you?"
The question landed on everyone's ears which was followed by the promised countdown.
"One."
Zhao Luo lowered his body and held the glass sword tightly by grabbing it with his other hand too.
"Two."
He pushed his toes while raising his ankle. He was more than ready to attack them.
"Ther-"
"It was Master Mo Suo."
All of the guards collectively said in a loud voice, with their eyes tightly closed and their jaws clenched as they shut their mouths after answering Zhao Luo's question.
The team leader turned around and glared at them.
"You foolish bastard."
'Phsshh~'
He shouted at them but just a moment later, a cold feeling enveloped him and an unbearable pain spread to all of his sides from the center of his body.
