"Where are they?"
The small leader shivered as he said, "Uncle Qiao got people to deal with them directly... I'm afraid they're already..."
Before he could finish, he was knocked out with a kick.
Lu Tingxiao, Yun Shen, and Tang Lang swiftly ran in.
They had just stepped into the ruins of the building when Yun Shen, who was taking big strides ahead, seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly stopped mid-step as his trembling fingers balled into tight fists.
Lu Tingxiao did not stay. He just walked past him and pressed forward. While he had already walked far ahead, Yun Shen remained there unmoved.
Tang Lang turned to look pensively at the man behind him. He seemed to have noticed vaguely that there was a flash of emotions of fear and helplessness in his usually careless eyes.
Was he... afraid?
Afraid that he might see... Little Junior's body?
