"Get lost! Don't you dare touch Miss Xu!"
Chen Yi lay on the thawing chamber, trying to use her body to protect Xu Yourong, yet a grandmaster picked her up like a small chicken and threw her into a corner of the wall.
Chen Donglai's treatment wasn't any better; given his age, he was already out of breath after a bit of exertion.
"Humph, Ning Fan, Ning Fan, all these have fallen into our hands," He Hong looked at Xu Yourong inside the thawing chamber and laughed triumphantly.
As long as he held this woman, wouldn't Ning Fan be at his mercy?!
"Make way!"
Just then, Zuo Hanyue's stern voice suddenly exploded by his ear.
Immediately after, a vast shadow abruptly enveloped He Hong.
The burly man, like a mountain, stood before everyone.
The golden light spilling from his body, as if covered with a layer of gold foil, was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.
"This guy... he's the Body Tempering Grandmaster with Ning Fan!" someone recognized Huo Erba's identity.
