The person who appeared was Nan Tianzong, who did not speak, but instead gave a few cold snorts and continued attacking.
"Bastard! You...ugh!"
Zhao Jiong had not yet finished cursing when he was punched in the mouth again, and he was unable to utter another word.
"Hand over Sisi, and I will spare your life! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Nan Tianzong's words were said through gritted teeth without any room for negotiation.
"You... scoundrel!"
Zhao Jiong was so angry that he glared and wished he could just slap him to death!
"I've been a scoundrel for more than a day or two. If you don't believe me, you can try! Your past grievances have nothing to do with us. I only know that Sisi is my younger sister, that's enough!"
As his words fell, he punched Zhao Jiong's freshly bandaged wound, sending him flying several meters away and crashing heavily into a rock. Zhao Jiong spat out a mouthful of blood at once.
