The leader of the black-clad men fell hard, scrambling up from the ground with a vicious glare at Ling Feng, "Let go of that woman!"
Sister Zhao was shoved forward, crying out in fear as she stumbled into Ling Feng's arms.
Instinctively, Ling Feng extended a hand to catch her, but in the next moment, his expression changed. He pushed Sister Zhao away, shock etched on his face, "You... you betrayed me?"
Ling Feng clutched his abdomen, a hint of cyan appearing on his face.
"Hahaha, no matter how high your cultivation is, you have still been deceived by us!" The leader of the black-clad men laughed maniacally.
Sister Zhao revealed a triumphant smile, retracting the long needle in her hand, blood glistening on its tip.
"Sister Zhao, you..." Chen Molli stared in disbelief at the scene, shocked that Sister Zhao had betrayed Ling Feng. Why?
"Molli, haven't you realized it yet? Your Sister Zhao is in cahoots with them!" Mu Ziyi said, her face grim.
