Seeing Luo Badao retreating, he was about to be ambushed from behind.
If that knife from the opponent landed, he would not die, but he would certainly be seriously injured.
At that time, the Golden Dragon Palace would be at a complete disadvantage. Even if Qiao Yue didn't make a move, they'd find it hard to escape, let alone with Qiao Yue watching intently from the sidelines.
At this moment, everyone at the Golden Dragon Palace had a grave expression.
"Humph, die!"
The knife-wielding triangular-eyed man from the Poker Face gang wore a vicious look, swinging the knife towards Luo Badao's back.
Just as the knife was about to hit, suddenly, a shadow flashed.
When everyone got a clear view, a figure appeared beside the triangular-eyed Poker Face member and kicked him.
Bam.
The triangular-eyed man had no time to react, suffering a heavy blow, flew out, and crashed into the wall.
Boom.
The wall collapsed, and dust billowed.
