THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
The sound of heavy, powerful footsteps echoed.
Soon, Zhang Qing saw a tall man in black striding in. In the moonlight, he recognized the man as Pei Shaoqing, and rage instantly welled up in his heart.
"Pei Shaoqing! What are you doing?!"
Pei Shaoqing sneered contemptuously and kicked him in the face, causing his nose to gush blood on the spot.
"Aargh!" Zhang Qing cried out in pain, clutching his face.
Liu Yuheng stepped forward, sealed his Dantian, and removed the Storage Ring from his hand, giving it to Pei Shaoqing.
"Give it back!" Zhang Qing instinctively tried to get up and snatch it, but the sharp blades on the fishing net cut him all over. His face twisted in pain as he snarled through gritted teeth, "Pei Shaoqing, are you insane?"
