Young Master Wang stood just behind Lin Mo by sheer luck, and as Lin Mo stretched out his palm, an invisible barrier blocked the flying shards of glass.
"Kill him," one of the three men standing in mid-air outside the window shouted harshly.
The second floor of the restaurant.
A sudden, deep explosion rang out alongside the shattering of the glass window, echoing through the whole restaurant.
"This, this..."
Young Master Wang fell to the floor with a thud, and a damp patch quickly spread at the center of his trousers.
"Don't fight here; you might injure ordinary people."
Lin Mo sternly said, leaping out of the window in an instant and transforming into a streak of flowing light heading toward the northern suburbs.
Yingzi followed Lin Mo as well, flying away using Qi.
"Chase them. Trying to escape from my grasp is impossible."
