A Weak Black Knight

The black-robed man's twisted sense of humor left his subordinates speechless.

"Y-You... don't come any closer! My father is a director of Apocalypse Corporation. If you dare hurt me, he'll never let you get away with it!" Lu Yao threatened the black-robed man in a trembling voice.

Unfortunately, her tear-streaked appearance carried no intimidation whatsoever. She was like a puppy whose tail had been stepped on, with even her fierce whimpers carrying a hint of childish helplessness.

"Of course I know your father is Lu Yunxiao. Why else would I have kidnapped you?"

The black-robed man slowly reached his demonic claw toward Lu Yao. To her, that hand wrapped in a black leather glove was no different from the claw of a demon reaching out from hell.

"Ah!!"

She screamed and squeezed her eyes shut, flailing both hands wildly.

"Oh? Trying to slap away all the air around me so I suffocate to death? What a vicious method." The black-robed man chuckled sinisterly, then grabbed Lu Yao's flailing hands.

Lu Yao grew even more frightened and finally burst into tears.

At that moment, she desperately wished a Knight like those in storybooks would appear, charge in heroically, and shout, "Let that girl go!"

Then, sword in hand, the Knight would slay the villain and save her.

Unfortunately, she knew that was impossible. Only when she was little had she taken storybook novels seriously. Now that she had grown up, she knew all those tales were fake...

Clang!!

A clear sword chime rang out.

An Xiaotong appeared in Knight Armor. But unlike the Knights in storybooks, she did not foolishly shout, "Let that girl go," first.

She simply launched a surprise attack!

Only an idiot would warn the enemy before making a move.

An Xiaotong pursued justice, but she was not