Raising his left hand slightly, Lin Tianyou was about to snap his fingers and summon a soul-killing wind blade.

But at this moment, a strange breath came from the side.

Lin Tianyou was stunned for a moment, then heard another plain voice:

"Is that Donglin Swordsman?

I wonder if you can give me some face, how about ending this matter?"

A group of several people walked slowly to the center of the street. Facing the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, they showed no signs of fear.

And the person speaking was an old man with white hair?

Lin Tianyou glanced around and found that this guy only had gray hair and was not actually an old man, but a middle-aged man.

He walked at the front, looking like a master from this world.

Lin Tianyou took back his hand and wanted to see what they wanted to do.

"Give you face?

Who do you think you are?

This kid killed someone from our city lord's palace, and he must pay the price!"
Chapter completed!