Feng Chengqiao and his son, protected by a throng of formidable bodyguards, urgently retreated towards the castle's back mountain.
Lin Shuang's eyes were cold as he relentlessly pursued them!
"Puff puff puff!" Any bodyguard who dared to block his way barely had time to react… before their throats were slit by the Ghost Crying Dagger!
Wherever Lin Shuang passed, blood sprayed violently in his wake.
Not far away, Qi Muxia was also bound and held captive by the thugs, who planned to take her away!
"Mmm…!" Qi Muxia struggled vigorously, her mouth sealed with duct tape, unable to speak. All she could do was emit muffled groans and cast pleading glances at Lin Shuang.
She was begging Lin Shuang for help.
Lin Shuang gave the woman a glance, initially not wanting to meddle. But reluctantly, he turned and rushed towards Qi Muxia.
