"Put your sword away!" Yang Hanlun roared.

The fighting ceased as the man in black took Lin Haihai as hostage and retreated out of the room. Li Junyue picked up the needle and continued Lin Haihai's unfinished work. His countenance was calm, as though he wasn't worried in the least.

The man in black analyzed the situation. Ten of his twelve brothers were already wounded, and it wouldn't do them any good to pester on. We can only retreat first. With this woman in our hands, they will have to heed our bidding!

"If you ever dare to hurt her, I will let you have a taste of living hell." A murderous aura surrounded Yang Hanlun, his face was as dark as the gloomy sky.

"Don't follow us, or else I’ll let her have a taste of living hell first!" The man in black seemed to have deliberately lowered his tone. His words startled Yang Hanlun and his men. The other men in black swiftly retreated to stand behind the man holding Lin Haihai hostage. Yang Hanlun took a step forward, and the man in black immediately exerted more force with his sword. Traces of blood could be seen on Lin Haihai's...