"Little Sister!"
Guan Xi Lin called out in shock. As he was tangled up with a few men and was not able to follow, Guan Xi Lin's face became panicked and he shouted: "Let her go right now!"
The other black robed men moved to block his way forward. Seeing that the leader of the black robed men had already disappeared, the panicked expression upon Guan Xi Lin's face then faded away and his sharp gaze swept over the rest of the black robed men as he said with a sneer: "With just the few of you here and you really think you can stop me? You should weigh yourselves properly and see whether you're hefty enough first."
Immediately after his voice fell, the figure of Guan Xi Lin immediately struck like a demon, a thick and powerful mystical aura surging out from his entire body, imbuing terrifying power into his body. Where his punches passed, a malevolent edge formed in the resulting stream of air, shocking the several black robed men to quickly turn pale.
"Damn it!"
