Zhong Yang froze on the spot. He had actually forgotten about the Heavenly Wolf Team members. How could he possibly fight so many people alone?
"Zhong Yang, I'll say it one more time."
"Give up resisting and put the shackles on yourself, or there will be no mercy!"
Yang Yi's icy voice thundered toward him, forcing Zhong Yang to stagger back several steps as his expression twisted wildly.
If he put on the shackles, it would mean admitting guilt. Then he would not be able to seize the Light-Returning Mirror or destroy the evidence. And as long as the evidence remained, no matter how much Li Feng protected his own, he could not save him. People would die.
But the next moment, Zhong Yang began to chuckle again...
"Heavenly Wolf Team, you seem to have forgotten that this is Shaking Eight District—my territory."
With that, Zhong Yang suddenly roared, "Yujun, come save me!"
As long as Zhong Yujun came and forcibly snatched back the Light-Returning Mirror to destroy it, then crushed the Heavenly Wolf Team by force, everything would be fine. So long as there was no conclusive evidence, no one would stand up for this trash Heavenly Wolf Team.
Whoosh...
The next instant, a figure suddenly appeared. It was none other than Yao Yuzhi, who had rushed over.
The moment she landed, she turned sharply to Sikong Jing and asked, "A-Jing, is there anything you need my help with?"
The moment those words came out, Zhong Yang's eyes widened.
Then he glared at Yao Yuzhi and said in a chilling voice, "Yao Yuzhi, this concerns Li Feng and Li Bajue. You dare interfere?"
If Yao Yuzhi intervened, even Zhong Yujun might not be able to suppress her.
Though she had been thrown into a dump like the Eastern Plains,