Lin Tian had accurately gauged that these black-robed men were merely minions; the person who could call the shots was only their master behind them. This master evidently wanted to exchange Mrs. Xiao for something, and without obtaining it, would not harm her.
He had been holding a stomach full of anger all the way here, and these black-robed men even dared to try and abduct the Xiao sisters, wasn't this courting death?
Ghost struck without mercy. As a cultivator of Ancient Yoga Skill, his strength was formidable, and the leading black-robed man actually fearfully retreated, not appearing to know any martial arts at all.
Lin Tian was watching and began to question; a supposedly leading figure, at least a minor leader, how could he not even know a bit of martial arts? Further observing the flustered figure of the black-robed man, a sense of familiarity seemed to emerge.
