"You're all going to die."
Young Master Julang swung his iron rod, aiming at the experts brought by Yu Chengzhi.
"Young Master Lian, let it go."
At the critical moment, the woman sitting on the rock said softly.
Yu Chengzhi seemed to have anticipated this. He subtly hooked the corner of his mouth, put away his iron rod, and said, "You should thank Miss Shui, or else you would have all died today."
The group of experts were terrified. They knelt and bowed before the woman, not daring to harbor any further desires. Just as they were about to escape down the mountain and heave a sigh of relief, a person in the shadows chuckled sinisterly and clapped his hands three times.
Bang bang bang.
All the people turned into a mist of blood.
"What a bunch of fools. The news about this place is top secret. How could the young master let you leak it out?"
