Bo Chengxi said disdainfully:
"As if you would let me off if I didn't torment Bo Qimo.
All these years, I never touched Bo Qimo. When did you ever let me off?
Madam Xia, you should know that you have a weak spot too.
You were the one who started this today."
Madam Xia took a deep breath and said:
"We both have hostages. Shall we exchange them first?"
"No.
I know you've spread a net from heaven to earth around this place.
Bo Qimo is our protective talisman. Why would I let him go so easily?"
"Then what do you want?"
"Release Sun Ganglie and let us leave."
"Heh, do you think I'm stupid? If I release Sun Ganglie, what if you hurt Qimo?"
"I don't give that useless son of yours a second thought.
Relax. I promise I won't touch him again for now."
"No. If this drags on, my son's leg will be ruined."
"Then we'll release him once we're down the mountain. How's that?"
Madam Xia thought it over and agreed.
Madam Xia released Sun Ganglie.
Bo Chengxi and his group went down the mountain, with Madam Xia and her men following close behind.
Once they reached the foot of the mountain, Bo Chengxi released Bo Qimo.
How could Madam Xia swallow this insult? With a wave of her hand, the men behind her charged forward, and the two sides began fighting.
After all these years, the people around Bo Chengxi had all become expert fighters, and his own martial skills were even more formidable. Madam Xia gained no advantage at all.
Feeling she had no chance of winning, Madam Xia ordered her men to capture Sun Ganglie again.
Bo Chengxi noticed her intentions and hurried to protect Sun Ganglie.
Unable to capture Sun Ganglie,