Gu Youyou supported Jin Zijin while she furiously accused the man in black, "So what if he's injured? You, with your beady eyes and shifty gaze, still don't dare to show your true face?"
Touching on his sore spot, the man in black grew somewhat angry.
"Hmph..." The man in black snorted with a cold look in his eyes and reached toward his waist, saying, "You stabbed me just now; I remember that very well. When you fall into my hands, we'll see how long you can keep your sharp tongue."
After speaking, he shifted his gaze to Jin Zijin's face, his voice grew much softer as he said, "Brother Jin, although we are from different sects of the Dao Family, I have always admired you." He pointed at Gu Youyou and continued, "This woman belongs to my Xuanzong, so I ask Brother Jin to show some mercy and let her go."
Jin Zijin tugged at the corner of his mouth and replied calmly, "What if I don't?"
