Seeing this scene, he laughed coldly, "Although I don't know who you are, I know two things, first, your kung fu is very good; second, you have nothing to do with this little kid and the Yang Family."
"Why not step back a few steps then."
"Even if you can stop me, what's the point? Facing the insane retaliation of Jin Huizi, I fear you can't bear it. Do you know where I, Jin Huizi, come from? The Dragon Tiger Sect of the Four Evil Doors, are you aware of it?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaolan's face showed a touch of gravity.
She took a deep breath and slowly stepped back two paces, her little hands also gripping tightly.
The white light in her palm disappeared.
She said gravely, "Jin Huizi, should you spare someone's life, do spare them. He is just a six or seven-year-old little boy, with no grudges against you; you'd better stop at this point."
