Zisheng was badly hurt. It felt as though someone were stirring his brains with a spiked club, and cold sweat poured from him. Still, he came to his senses enough to realize he had been taken captive. "Who... who are you people?" The gray figure who had attacked him sneered as they flew through space. "Young Master Bai, our lives as outlaws may not be worth much, but they aren't yours to hand over. You tried to curry favor with that girl by offering up our brothers' lives as her achievement. That's vicious!"
Panic surged through Bai Zisheng. Damn it. Didn't they say they'd wiped them all out? How were there still fish that had slipped through the net? "Listen to me. I never meant... that. Believe me..." Before he could finish, the gray figure struck his forehead with a palm. Bai Zisheng's eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness. The gray figure sneered. "Let's see your father bring the money to ransom you!"
More than twenty people vanished into space. Finding them would be like fishing a needle out of a sea of stars—an almost impossible task. The Bai Residence was in an uproar. Several wounded servants stumbled home, and when Bai Ru heard that his son had been abducted, his hair and beard bristled and his eyes bulged. He smashed four tables before he barely managed to calm down. Since they had not killed his son on the spot, his son was safe for now. Apart from secretly gathering experts, he began preparing Saint Stones. He knew they would use his son to threaten him. All he could do now was wait.
The Butterfly Spirit siblings ahead walked at an easy pace, then suddenly turned down a side street. Luo Qian hurried after them. A shadow abruptly