"Don't blame yourself; it's just that Lion Hall was fated to face this disaster," Lin Shanyue sighed deeply. "When I first met Lin Ping, I never thought he would turn out to be like this..."
As the two conversed, the members of Lion Hall had already gathered around, intent on capturing Shuang'er and Huo Erba.
Bang!
Just then, a loud crash sounded at the entrance, and a figure rushed in swiftly from outside the crowd.
All those standing in front were sent flying, just like dominos.
In an instant, wails filled the hall as members of Lion Hall fell to the floor like raindrops, one after another.
"Who is that?!"
Lin Ping was startled and roared angrily as he suddenly swung his fist, attempting to stop the figure.
"Nonsense!"
A disdainful snort was heard as the figure showed no sign of backing down, also raising a fist and striking fiercely against Lin Ping's.
Bang!
The next moment, Lin Ping was forced back dozens of steps until he reached a corner and stabilized himself.
