Nine Provinces Dragon Wing, Lin Baici!

In the dim, damp dungeon, the atmosphere wasn't tense at all.

For starters, Sea Emperor Krezer was there to keep things under control. Even if they compared numbers, these people still had the upper hand. So the Crew Cut youth and his companions looked at Lin Baici and Jin Yingzhen like they were a pair of pathetic little bugs.

So what if they were good-looking?

Once they were abandoned, they were still dead!

Seeing how calm Lin Baici was, Wu Hongfu silently praised his nerve. The guy clearly had experience with big situations.

What a pity!

If you didn't die, then one of their own would.

So you had to die!

Wu Hongfu didn't want to make enemies, and he could tell Wang Qing had taken a dislike to Lin Baici. So he'd let Wang Qing play the villain.

"Kid, give up!"

Wang Qing wasn't an inexperienced fool. He figured Lin Baici probably had some ability, which was no doubt the source of his arrogance. But unfortunately, it wouldn't help him.

Lin Baici chuckled. Holding the Pine Torch in his left hand, he drew the Bronze Sword with his right. "What if I don't?"

"If you won't go quietly, then I'll make sure you do!"

Wang Qing spoke with such confidence that it seemed he already had Lin Baici in the palm of his hand.

His companions spread out, forming a loose semicircle as they prepared to attack.

"Yingzhen, switch weapons!"

Lin Baici reminded her.

Jin Yingzhen was currently using the Nepalese Curved Knife she'd gotten from Busan God's Ruins. It could unleash seven blades of sword energy. She wasn't using the Lamb Shotgun because it stood out too much.

Anyone who saw it would pay attention to it.

"Okay!"

Jin Yingzhen carried a Chanel handbag. Lin Baici had taken