Xiao Wu felt as though that gaze was stabbing her with pain.
The undisguised killing intent and inexplicable hostility made her shudder.
She knew that the man before them must have seen through her true nature. Had she dragged Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong into this because of herself?
Resisting the onslaught of the pressure, she trembled as she spoke. "Zhu Qing, Rongrong, I'm sorry. I got you involved."
As the pressure intensified, the three women were completely unable to move.
There was no helping it. The gap in their levels was simply too great.
Meanwhile—
Lin Feng, who had been talking things over with Ah Yin, instantly felt his hairs stand on end when he heard Ning Rongrong's cry.
Unease enveloped his heart.
He could no longer spare any attention for Ah Yin. His figure flashed forward, and he rushed toward the three women in an instant.
From afar, he saw the three women restrained by Tang Hao, and rage immediately surged within him.
"Old bastard, have you no shame at all?"
Tang Hao remained calm as he roared, "Hand Ah Yin over!"
Lin Feng had already summoned his Martial Soul. Glowing white Lotus Seeds floated around him, their killing intent overflowing.
"Let them go. Don't throw away the last shred of Clear Sky Douluo's reputation!"
His voice rang across the wilderness, so loudly that even Ah Yin in the distance could vaguely hear it.
"I said, return Ah Yin to me! Otherwise, I can't guarantee whether they'll survive!"
Tang Hao no longer cared about anything. He was nearly insane.
He knew this behavior was indeed disgraceful, but upon seeing Lin Feng's fully revealed aura once more—
He was certain that he had no confidence in defeating Lin Feng.
Naturally, he could not simply release the hostages.
Lin Feng