Extracting himself from insincsere formalities, Li Lin immediately started on his own agenda. Walking away, he stopped abruptly after a few steps, as though he had just remembered something, and with a thin smile looked back at the irate humans.
"That little girl is really cute, I'm a bit worried. My subordinates might spoil her too much, and ruin Mr. Campbell's daughter."
Having said this unchallengeable truth and half-lie, Li Lin turned his face and continued with a light step, heading toward the gradually dying gunshots. In the shadow of the straight prairie, leisurely toward the sparse gunfire, his back seemed as mysterious as a Dark Abyss. On seeing the back of Li Lin, Campbell spat vigorously.
"—You bastard!!!"
As a father, as a man, and as a knight, Campbell was consumed by boundless indignation and murderous intent for Li Lin, who held his daughter hostage and forced him and his party to act according to his will.
"You're really angry."
