Luo Yan screamed, her face drained of color. Fang Linxuan was the first to stand up, saying angrily, "You dare lay a hand on my daughter!"
"You could run too. Just as Old Master Luo said, if that thing is fed enough, maybe it'll leave," the burly man said viciously.
Old Master Luo said furiously, "You wouldn't dare!"
The burly man replied coldly, "My life's already hanging by a thread. What do I have to be afraid of?"
His words struck a nerve with many. "That's right, our lives are on the line! It's all your Luo Family's fault!"
The burly man sneered, about to grab Fang Linxuan's hair.
Suddenly, a flash of light streaked past, and the burly man's gun-holding hand flew into the air. His eyes widened as blood splattered, and he let out a horrific wail.
Chu Hao, holding the Yin Yang Sword, stood there with an air of supreme authority. He said coldly, "This Taoist Master is here. You dare to be so insolent? Did you ask for my permission?"
