All of Zhao Fei's painstakingly acquired Cultivation was no match for a single slap from Lin Xuan. He couldn't block it, nor could he outspeed him. Lin Xuan's aura was completely restrained, making him seem like an ordinary person. It wasn't that he was ordinary, but that they could no longer gauge his true strength.
"Young... Young Master Lin..." Tears streamed from Zi Yi's eyes. She could no longer bear the anguish in her heart. She didn't ask for anything; all she had ever wanted was for Lin Xuan to be alive.
"You've suffered." Lin Xuan offered a faint smile. "I'll take you away from here now, to somewhere safer."
"You... How dare you come back!" Zhao Fei scrambled to his feet, staring at Lin Xuan in terror. He never expected Lin Xuan to still be alive; he'd assumed he was dead.
