Peach Blossom Pavilion.
Lin Jianfeng coldly stared at the fleeing maid, a flicker of obscure crimson blood light flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, his footstep was like a muffled thunder exploding, and as he took a swift step, white mist dispersed rapidly around him; in a blink of an eye, he had leaped dozens of feet away, his speed incomprehensibly fast.
The others hadn't even managed to follow with their eyes, yet already saw the thin long chain in Lin Jianfeng's hand snaking out like a viper, shaking out with lightning speed.
Clang clang clang clang clang!
The sound was endless, and when the chain stretched to the limit, the hook at the end sliced through the air in a large arc, like a viper with eyes, twisting through the air, directly snatching at the fleeing maid.
To say it was a viper would be inappropriate, for when the hook whistled through the air, it vaguely emitted the roar of a fierce tiger, the rapid movement prior was at most a tiger's hunting sprint.
