Bang.
The door was suddenly kicked open.
This made Sotu, who was about to reach out to Su Xiaoyue with his evil claws, pause.
His gaze immediately turned to the door.
Standing tall, with a cold aura, long hair draped over his shoulders, and a grim expression, Leng Ying appeared at the door.
Sotu's sharp eyes landed on Leng Ying's face, and he asked coldly, "Who are you?"
"You filthy old man, who I am isn't important, what's important is that I love dealing with filthy old men like you," Leng Ying said coldly.
Anger flashed in Sotu's eyes as he said, "It seems you don't know, getting involved will only cost you your life!"
"Old man, I'm here to take your pathetic life!" As soon as the words fell, Leng Ying had already attacked Sotu.
Sotu frowned, his eyes flashing, not dodging at all, he struck out with both palms equally.
The grandmaster's aura erupted like a storm, raging through the bedroom in an instant.
Leng Ying and Sotu's palms clashed violently together.
Bang.
