Night fell, the stars hid, and the atmosphere was incredibly tense.
It was as if even heaven and earth mourned for Xiao Mubai's death, becoming a bit gloomier.
Moonlight barely pierced the thick clouds, illuminating the Qin Family Patriarch.
His presence was as imposing as a mountain, glaring angrily at Lin Dong with murderous intent overflowing.
Zijin Knight Jin, his entire body covered in flowing gold gilt armor, had eyes shining with a cold glint, surrounding from the left.
As for Tang Ku, he donned a black robe, wielding a white bone staff, enveloped by an aura of death.
The three of them at this moment had all disposed of their respective opponents, forming a pincer movement, closing in on Lin Dong.
"Lin Dong, you dare to kill Brother Xiao, today will be your end!" The Qin Family Patriarch's voice was like thunder, resounding throughout Ziwei City.
The common people in the city were shaken to their core by the voice, their eardrums vibrating intensely.
