"Han Zhan!" Die Banhan called out. Han Zhan turned, his eyes blazing with fury at the sight of Little Bai on his knees, tears streaming down his face. One of the men took advantage of Han Zhan's distraction, kicking him to the ground. Han Zhan clenched his fists, his voice a roar of defiance. "Let him go!"
Die Banhan sneered, his eyes glinting with malice. "I am here for you and these two girls... as for this kid, he is of no use to me." He gestured for his henchman to finish the job. Just then, a dagger flew through the air, embedding itself in the man's back. He spun around, roaring in pain, as Lian fell to the ground. She quickly found her footing, glaring at him with a devilish grin, another dagger ready in her hand.
