The lady struggled in Lin Nan's tight grip, her heart pounding with fear as she desperately tried to convey a warning to the man in green robes. But with her mute acupoint struck, she could only communicate through her eyes, silently pleading for him to see through the deception but it was all in vain.
Lin Nan's hands were firm, his muscles tense with readiness as he guarded the lady against any possible danger. He could feel her wriggling against his grasp, but he held on tightly, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of trouble.
On the other hand, Yan Xing and the man in green robe continued their intense fight. Suddenly, with a loud bang, the wall separating the performance hall from the outer hall shattered into countless pieces, sending debris flying in all directions. The air was thick with dust and debris, making it hard to see. Slowly, they emerged from the cloud of dust, their eyes locked onto each other, ready to continue their battle.
