"Yes, Young Master Lin." Dong Qingyun agreed.
He was about to lead Lin Fei away when Ling Kang, who had been subdued, glared angrily and roared at Dong Qingyun and the four elders, "So you are traitors! Let go of me, I want to kill you!"
Dong Qingyun's eyes immediately flashed with murderous intent and he said, "Ling Kang, it seems you want to accompany that man who only listens to women to the grave. Let me grant you that wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sword Light appeared in Dong Qingyun's hand.
Swoosh.
Sword Light swung out, about to sever Ling Kang's head.
Ling Kang's eyes widened suddenly, and he let out a hoarse scream, "Elder Dong, don't kill me, I... I surrender..."
Dong Qingyun and the four elders, including Moda, all wore mocking smiles.
"I thought you were so loyal to that man, but it seems you're just like this!" Dong Qingyun said as he sheathed his sharp sword.
Sweat beads drenched Ling Kang's forehead, turning his face pale.
