"You want me to heal you, but you also want to bind me. Is this your way of treating guests?"
The voice was quite cold.
Ye Zhenxian patted Ling Lang's hand. With his throat being gripped, his face turned red, and his words came out unevenly: "I have no choice, it's an act of desperation."
"Lead the way, to the exit."
"Yes, I will lead the way."
Ye Zhenxian pointed to the exit ahead.
Taking advantage of Ling Lang's moment of carelessness, his elbow crooked and directly struck Ling Lang's stomach.
Ling Lang's skills were not ordinary, dodging easily.
Following the direction of the sounds of fighting, he restrained him and walked toward the exit of the dungeon.
The dungeon wasn't too large nor too small.
Adding that Ye Zhenxian refused to lead the way, Ling Lang walked somewhat slower.
By the time he reached the exit, Mo Chen Ruo Feng had already brought people to subdue everyone in the dungeon.
Seeing Ling Lang unharmed, Mo Chen Ruo Feng felt relieved.
