Sunlight equated to hope.
The fight within the room continued, yet the sunlight outside grew increasingly intense.
It soon penetrated through the window, illuminating the interior.
A golden splendor.
Everything was granted a new life.
However, the sunlight failed to bring redemption to Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe; at this moment, they had been beaten to the point of powerlessness.
'Bang bang—'
The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground; Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe fell from the air and landed on the floor. As they tried to push themselves up to stand, they found that not an ounce of strength could be mustered from their bodies, and even bending a little finger proved to be an extreme difficulty.
"I'll take care of Jun Huang first, then I'll deal with you two little bastards." The woman in black glanced at the two on the ground and then, stepping forward, she moved towards Chu Jin.