He finally looked at the rapidly approaching breath in the sky.
"Let's go."
He strode rapidly towards the distance.
Behind him, the fatso and Fei Pengzi directly picked up Qing Xiuzhen from the ground and also sped up to follow him away.
The three people's presence, like stones dropped into water, quickly disappeared into the air without a trace.
Approximately ten breaths later, a beam of white light suddenly descended from the sky, and as the light dissipated, it revealed a middle-aged man in white robes. His body was sturdy and well-proportioned, not deformed to the same extent as others.
But his fingers on both hands shone with a faint metallic luster, like steel.
"Inspector Huang! The Branch Chief has been kidnapped!"
The deputy branch chief from the Lion Fist Sect's division, who was rushing down behind him, shouted urgently while holding his abdomen.
