"No!
"I don't want that to happen!
"I don't want Boss to get injured!
"I don't want Boss to die!"
As Qi Long angrily screamed inside his mind, he formed a claw with his right hand and swiped downwards—he was ruthlessly reaching for the Qi Long that was attempting to attack Boss.
Maybe Qi Long's will was too strong, as the energy that was originally holding him back had been broken through by him. He instantly arrived in front of Ling Lan, grabbed the other Qi Long's neck and instantly pummeled him to the ground.
"I won't allow anyone to hurt Boss. I won't allow it even if it's myself." Qi Long raised his left fist and ruthlessly threw it towards the Qi Long who had a look of ignorance on his face.
Qi Long used all of his energy to hit himself. The image of the memory was like a mirror; because of Qi Long's punch, it shattered into countless pieces and scattered everywhere.
