The person leading the group was none other than Zui Yifeng, who looked both angry and smug.
"Hand over Lin Caisang, and I might consider sparing your lives. Otherwise, I'll raze this residence to the ground!"
He said this to Lin Baizhong and the others.
What of the City Lord's Mansion guards? If he desired, none of these people could rival him; not a single one would survive.
Today, he was in a rather good mood, willing to take Lin Caisang to obtain the shattered pieces of the corpse-suppressing seal, and temporarily spare these people.
But if they insisted on opposing him, he wouldn't mind grinding them to ashes.
"Tsk."
Lin Baizhong clicked his tongue lightly.
He silently mused that this man had quite a way with words.
Right in front of everyone, especially in front of him as Sangsang's father, asking him to hand over his daughter.
