"Young master!! We are surrounded!!" the butler shouted anxiously.
Ling Chuan was close to Jia Luo, and Jia Luo was swift, with an uncanny agility. Holding a gun was no advantage at all.
Might as well put away the gun and engage in close combat with him.
A punch was thrown, but Jia Luo stood still, his body leaning to the side, then he slipped behind Ling Chuan.
A palm landed on Ling Chuan's back.
Ling Chuan staggered for a moment, then turned and kicked.
Jia Luo raised his hand to catch it, also staggering back a step.
Jia Luo rubbed his hands, still smiling, "What's this, Ling Shao is angry out of shame! Being so doting and trusting of a woman, yet repeatedly deceived by her, I would feel very uncomfortable too!"
Ling Chuan sneered, "Jia Luo, no matter what your intentions are towards me! I will not let you succeed! Today, it's either you die or I live!"
