"Bang!" A sudden noise startled Huangfu Ye, almost knocking his soul out of his body. He spun around abruptly, catching sight of a dagger piercing through Long Xuxu's wrist and the gun, still puffing black smoke, dropped to the ground.
Without delay, Ye Qi hurried over to pry the gun from Long Xuxu's reach.
So scary, Huangfu Ye thought. He just provided a perfect target with his exposed back. If it isn't for Ye Qi's timely rescue, he'd be a goner by now.
His legs giving way with a sudden weakness, he threw himself into Ye Qi's arms and cried out, "My saviour!"
He didn't want to die. He loved life, this beautiful world, what with the bevy of beauties he got to flirt with.
He sobbed uncontrollably, immersed in the dreadful thought that hell would be filled with only ghostly females.
Beiming Lingyun came late. All the bodyguards brought by Huangfu Ye were tied up. Beiming Lingyun instructed his North Garden's guards, "Bind Huangfu Ye!"
