When Xiao Wu saw this, her heart skipped a beat, and her voice burst from her throat. "Brother Lin!"
Almost at the same time, Dai Mubai shouted, "Resounding Name!"
After shouting, he turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing.
He extended his right hand, palm facing up, his fingers slightly spread, and held it there.
His gaze fell on Zhu Zhuqing's face, and the meaning in his eyes was crystal clear.
It was time for them to exert themselves. If they did not act now, Ye Lin would be in danger.
Zhu Zhuqing stood several steps away, looking at Dai Mubai's outstretched hand as thoughts immediately flooded her mind.
She remembered that Dai Mubai had kept two girls.
She remembered Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar going to a brothel together.
She remembered what Dai Mubai had said in a lowered voice in the corridor that night.
"Hurry, hurry. Don't let Zhu Zhuqing find out."
Those scenes flashed through her mind one after another.
She had absolutely no way to perform a Martial Soul fusion with this man. There was no resonance between them at all.
But then her gaze fell upon the figure surrounded by four people in the middle of the Soul Arena Platform.
Ye Lin stood in the center of the encirclement, his back straight and his expression as calm as if he did not care about the four people before him in the slightest.
Zhu Zhuqing remembered that morning beside the Training Ground, when Ye Lin had taught her Soul Power control hand in hand.
She remembered him lifting her from the gravel path and placing her into the basket, telling her that her stamina needed to recover.
She bit her lip, leaving a faint mark on it.
She raised her hand.
Her right hand reached toward