In front of the cave, a group of menacing Martial Artists had gathered. In the center of their circle stood Xu Hao and his companions.
A pale-faced Murong Wanqing lay in Ling Feng's arms. She had been forcefully awakened by the dozen or so people, causing the injuries that Shen Haoran had worked so hard to stabilize to relapse. Xu Hao and the other four stood in front of Murong Wanqing, warily watching the surrounding Martial Artists.
"Ling Feng, stop playing the good guy! Hand over Shen Haoran now!"
"That's right! Shen Haoran is the monster who's been ambushing and killing us! How dare you bring him here? You clearly have no regard for our lives!"
"Hand over Shen Haoran, and we'll spare you. Otherwise, you can all die with him!"
The surrounding disciples pointed at Xu Hao and his companions, their voices cold.
