Feng Yun held an unconscious Yang Dao in her hands and spat out in a cold voice, "Come Out."
Six figures appeared around her. The leader spoke, "You should cooperate with us. Otherwise, the child in your hands is bound to suffer."
Feng Yun raised her eyebrow. She said, "Do you bugs of New Dawn think you can touch the hair of my Young Master, while I am present. You are wrong, so wrong." the chill in her voice was higher but the heat in the surrounding was also increasing with every passing second.
These people were sent here to abduct Feng Yun. Yang Dao was the lure but since the target was out on her own, he was not needed. They would just kill him. Well, at least that is what they thought.
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