Ling Piaofeng's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in a low voice, "Could he also be someone from an ancient sect?!"
"We can't rule out that possibility. Let's go back to the sect!"
Young Master Zhan nodded heavily and stepped towards the door of the banquet hall. Today's birthday banquet was definitely not going to happen!
"Young Master Ling, Young Master Ling, take me with you, take me with you, save me!" Wang Lili suddenly clung to Ling Piaofeng's leg; he was her last hope!
Bang!
With a dull thud, Ling Piaofeng kicked Wang Lili in the stomach, sending her flying nearly ten meters into the air. If not for the high ceiling of the banquet hall, she would have hit it.
"Bastard! You think I don't know you've been deceiving me? Damn it, you wretched woman!" Ling Piaofeng yelled angrily, turned around, and followed Young Master Zhan out of the banquet hall.
Thud!
Crack!
Wang Lili's body crashed heavily to the ground, with the sound of bones breaking.
Puh!
