In the back alley behind Number 38 Silver Oak Street, Lin Qi ground his teeth and pulled the steel axe from his sleeve, ready to charge into the residence and split Alda in two with a single blow. That damned bastard—after playing things like this, how was Lin Qi supposed to face anyone while bearing the title of Dragon Mountain Count?
Bilibili blinked furiously, watching the nearly berserk Lin Qi with undisguised delight at another's misfortune. Alda was in trouble? That was truly wonderful! Let the great and terrifying Lin Qi tear Alda to pieces. Having a pure-blooded little devil like Bilibili at Lin Qi's side was more than enough; a half-blood devil like Alda would be better off dead sooner rather than later.
Just as Lin Qi was about to vault over the wall to teach Alda a lesson—and, while he was at it, show Lady Greenfen a thing or two—a twisted black shadow slid out from the nearby darkness. The shadow prostrated itself on the ground and performed a deep salute to Lin Qi, whispering with utmost respect, "Divine King, Gram—the one you told us to watch—has left this residence!"
Lin Qi's body suddenly stiffened. He cast a deep look at the shadowy courtyard of Number 38 Silver Oak Street, then lightly hopped down from the wall. He gestured to Bilibili and the black shadow. The shadow immediately slipped back into the darkness and swiftly led Lin Qi toward the street ahead.
Bilibili followed behind Lin Qi, furtively looking this way and that as he surveyed the activity along the way.
The warriors Lin Qi had brought remained in the back alley. If anything happened over at Alda's place, all it would take was a shout, and these thugs would rush into the courtyard without hesitation and smash