Lin Xi didn’t reply immediately, only starting to undo the chains wrapped around Zhantai Qiantang and himself.

While facing Zhen Kuai, he didn’t suffer much injuries. It was just the intense running and the transferring of soul force that made his body’s rusted flesh start to contract. The numb and itchy feeling in his body seemed to have been completely released in a single go, making it so that his entire body’s cotton robes were also already soaked through. With each breath, there would always be some extravasated blood and chunks of flesh released.

After sensing that his breathing was a bit difficult, Lin Xi shifted the black cloth mask upwards a bit, and only then did he look at Zhantai Qiantang and Zhen Kuai, saying with his brows furrowed, “Great Mang’s people against Great Mang’s people? …Just what kind of identity do you all have?”

When Lin Xi said this, Zhen Kuai and Zhantai Qiantang both immediately entered an extreme state of shock and disbelief.

Zhantai Qiantang looked at Lin Xi, unable to help but ask, “You are someone from Yunqin?”

“You didn’t even know who we were, yet you decided to interfere?” Zhen Kuai originally made preparations to face death, but when he heard Lin Xi’s words, he also couldn’t...