"Yesterday a group came, and today another one arrives. Do you think that just because the Young Master isn't here, the Xiao Family Villa can be trampled as you please?"
Jian Yun, dressed in a flowing white robe, walked out with a cold expression, his gaze fixed upon Yao Tiancheng. An intangible Sword Intent emanated from him, suffocating the surrounding void and making it hard for others to breathe.
"I didn't expect Xiao Yifeng to have someone like you by his side, but we're here today solely for Tang Shengyi. Bring her out!"
Yao Tiancheng said in a deep voice.
"That's right, hand over that vile woman! Or else, today we from Medicine King Valley will raze this pathetic villa to the ground and send you all to join Xiao Yifeng!"
Yao Haoran shouted coldly at Jian Yun.
Swish!
Jian Yun's eyes narrowed, and a formless Sword Qi burst forth, aimed directly at Yao Haoran's head. The latter's face instantly changed, his gaze frozen in shock.
Clang!
