Ling Yan stood there, holding An Hua in one hand and keeping the other behind his back, coldly looking down at everyone below.
The arrogant aura was somewhat similar to Ling Xiao's.
"Ling Yan, I wasn't done yet, why did you make a move?"
Ling Xiao seemed unaware of the dumbfounded expressions around him and asked with a smile.
"Boss, it's not that I doubt your strength, but An Hua is my mortal enemy; if I don't kill him personally, my hatred will never be alleviated.
Besides, dealing with these small fries, why should you, Boss, need to make a move?"
In fact, he was somewhat worried about Ling Xiao, but he didn't say it.
After all, his boss was someone with a strong pride.
"Ling Yan, let go of my sister!"
An Yexing stood up and shouted, charging towards Ling Yan.
At the same time, Jian Kun didn't stay idle and charged over as well.
Jian Liufeng and Jian Feiyu were on the stage too and naturally would assist.
