"Senior, it's me." Dai Mubai swallowed hard.
"So you're the one who said you'd do that to my Rongrong. Oh, right—rape her first, then kill her." Gu Rong rubbed his palms together and advanced on Dai Mubai step by step.
"I never said that! It was all a misunderstanding." Dai Mubai hurried to explain, but Gu Rong wasn't listening. He caught Dai Mubai and beat him black and blue.
Tang San had wanted to appeal to reason and stop them, but he was worried Xiao Wu's identity might be exposed. He stayed in front of her, shielding her from view alongside Chang Gong Miao.
After a while, Flender and Dai Mubai had also been beaten until they could barely breathe. But Sword-Bone Douluo still hadn't vented their anger. Avoiding vital spots, they kept beating them.
Just then, seven dazzling streams of light descended from the sky. Like a seven-colored rainbow, they swept over Dai Mubai, Flender, and Yu Xiaogang.
In an instant, the three men, already beaten unconscious, began to tremble violently. The luster returned to their skin, and with low groans, they slowly closed their eyes.
At the same time, a gentle voice rang out from every direction. "Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, that's enough."
Light and shadow flickered as Ning Fengzhi approached at an unhurried pace, holding a dazzling pagoda wreathed in a seven-colored glow. Seven Soul Rings circled him: two yellow, two purple, and three black.
The square-faced young man who had delivered the message followed close behind.
At the sight of Ning Fengzhi, the pupils of Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun contracted.
Compared with the Ning Fengzhi they remembered, he looked markedly older than he had when they first met him in their previous lives.
He was still gentle and refined, but his temples had gone