Although he'd been careless this time, Ning Xuan absolutely refused to admit it. And he had to settle this score immediately.
Ning Xuan turned his head and looked toward the alley entrance. Just then, Zuo Qian appeared with a troop of men. Seeing Ning Xuan still standing, he paused before quickly striding forward. "Brother, what happened to you?" he asked with concern.
"I was just tricked by a sinister, two-faced villain. It's nothing serious," Ning Xuan replied.
Zuo Qian's mouth twitched slightly. "Are you sure? Your complexion doesn't look good. And the girl behind you, is she alright?"
Ning Xuan pulled Cheng Dabao's right arm out and pressed it with two fingers. Soon, an eerie skull faintly materialized on her jade-white wrist. After doing this, Ning Xuan let go, leaned against the wall, and gasped for air.
As Zuo Qian let out a long breath, Ning Xuan asked, "Brother Zuo, do you... do you know what this is?"
