Cui Jian stood next to Princess Zi Yun at this moment, with his long sword pointing straight ahead, his face full of righteousness. With Lin Yuexin gone, Princess Zi Yun was the woman of his dreams, his goddess, and he absolutely would not allow his goddess to be defiled by Wang the Fifth and his gang of animals. Moreover, he was a man with a sense of justice; if anyone should be doing the defiling, it should be him!
"Heh, Cui Jian, the time has come to settle our new and old grudges! Don't think I don't know that just a moment ago outside, you incited that young man to kill me! Come now, call that young man over; such a genius, I, Wang the Fifth, am very much looking forward to the secrets he possesses!"
"Wang the Fifth, if you dare to be presumptuous! Once we get out of here, my brothers will definitely not let you off!" Cui Jian said coldly.
