"Yan Guang is right here. If you have what it takes, you can take him away."
Lin Bai sat on the roof and spoke with a light laugh.
Fourth Uncle Yan's old face was gloomy as he stood in the street, not daring to approach rashly. He was no hotheaded youth like Yan Guang, who had only just entered the martial world. He had cultivated bitterly for several centuries and had long since seen every kind of treachery and deceit in the Martial World. His first instinct told him that Lin Bai would never let him rescue Yan Guang so easily.
"Fourth Uncle, come save me! I can't move. Hurry and take me away!"
Yan Guang shouted anxiously.
"All right, all right!" Fourth Uncle Yan readily agreed. He immediately waved the hand hidden in his sleeve and gave an order. Several Serpent Hall warriors concealed in the darkness shot out at once, heading straight for Yan Guang to take him away from the street.
Yet the instant those men revealed themselves, a field of sword shadows suddenly appeared beside Yan Guang, slashing toward them with unmatched sharpness.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
In the blink of an eye, every Serpent Hall warrior who had rushed over to save Yan Guang died beneath the sword shadows!
Fourth Uncle Yan's pupils shrank. He looked at Lin Bai and asked, "Qing Luo, what do you mean?"
Lin Bai smiled. "I already told you. If you have what it takes, then save him. If you don't, not a single person who enters Gold Cat Street today will leave alive!"
Fourth Uncle Yan snorted coldly. "What an arrogant boast. Even before Clearwater City was destroyed, your Qing family wouldn't have dared to act this recklessly. Now that Clearwater City has been destroyed, you're nothing more than a