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"What did you say? What's going on?" Qin Han suddenly stood up from his chair.
Xiao Feng shook his head and said, "The specific cause is unclear. I just happened to be dining in the Sacred City, and by the time I found out, Number 3 was already like this, the assailant is a Postnatal Martial Artist, definitely from the Ni family."
"The local doctors can only sustain Number 3's vital signs for three hours, his injuries are too severe."
"The Ni family?" Qin Han's face turned exceptionally cold, thinking of the call from Xiang Xiao, he roughly guessed what had happened.
"I'm coming back now!" Qin Han said and then hung up the phone.
"Sorry, everyone, a friend of mine is seriously injured, I must rush back to Zhongzhou immediately!" Qin Han said and turned to walk toward the exit of the venue.
After Qin Han took the call, the people in the venue could sense a change in his aura, a chill rising from the soles of their feet.
