Seeing that Chen Changming had taken the Ling Yu yet still refused to let go, Shopkeeper Xu grew frantic and hurriedly asked, "Fellow Daoist, the Ling Yu has been delivered in full. Can you honor your promise and release Young Master Ding?"
"Once I leave Flying Sunset City safely, I'll naturally release him."
Chen Changming coldly swept his gaze over everyone present, undisguised savagery flashing in his eyes. His voice was low and brimming with menace. "If you dare send anyone after me, or try any tricks in the dark, then don't blame me for tearing up the hostage and sending this young city lord on his way. I'm all alone—at worst, the fish dies and the net tears. But your young city lord only has one life. You'd better think carefully before you act."
"We wouldn't dare, we wouldn't dare. We absolutely wouldn't."
Shopkeeper Xu hurriedly waved his hands, cold sweat streaming down his forehead in string after string.
He also understood that after finally gaining control of such a weighty hostage as Ding Yunhe, the other party would certainly hold on until the very last moment when safety was assured.
At present, they had no choice but to obediently cooperate and wait for him to leave on his own.
Bang!
With one hand clamped around Ding Yunhe's throat, Chen Changming stomped hard with his foot and shot through the top-floor window of the Heavenly Pavilion like an arrow loosed from its bow.
The wooden window frame shattered at once, splinters and broken Liuli scattering in every direction.
His figure flashed, and he vanished from above the Heavenly Pavilion, turning into a blurred afterimage as he sped toward the outskirts of Flying Sunset City.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
One figure after another streamed out through the broken window. The guards