With the Soul-Devouring Worm around, Lv Zhong will not worry about Yan Yan's and Mu Qiongfang's safety.
After making another phone call with Yan Yan, Lv Zhong walked out of the hospital doors alone. By now, it was seven-thirty, and the sky had fallen into complete darkness.
However, the henchman who had been stalking him at the hospital also quietly followed him out after noticing that Lv Zhong had left the hospital. He then stealthily got into a Wuling Hongguang van parked nearby and made a phone call in a hushed voice.
"Hmph, if the heavens will it, you can go against it; if you bring it upon yourself, you can't live!" Almost simultaneously, a cold killing intent flashed in Lv Zhong's eyes as he let out a cold, dismissive laugh and snorted.
Lv Zhong was a martial artist who had cultivated in the National Martial Arts, and now he also possesses the spiritual sense of a cultivator. He could sense any hostility or killing intent directed at him rather quickly.
