The newcomers finally arrived at the front and leisurely took the fainted Lu Yin Ze from the ground.
The leader from the newcomer group glanced at Old Lu. "Kill the butler, get the old man."
The three experts at the side flashed. They moved so fast that the air behind them left a sharp sound. A moment later they arrived at the front of Butler Luo. The pressure increased and Butler Luo's wounds increased.
Even there was Zhou Min and the Tang family's experts, most of the masked men joined the fight to corner Butler Luo.
With the added men in the fight, the old butler's movement turned slower. His suit was drenched with his blood. He was hit on his vital parts many times and numerous wounds appeared on his body. He felt that his breathing was staggering and his heart was beating slower.
The old man knew he was losing so much blood and could not hold much longer. He looked back at his old master with a sorrowful face.
"Forgive me, Master-"
