Pei Donglang put his hand on the knife on his waist and walked towards the old man step by step with a stern face. The old man was so frightened that his whole body was shaking and he cried and begged for mercy.
"Wait a minute!" Su Zhiyu suddenly stood up.
The surroundings were quiet for a moment, then he saw this strangely dressed woman striding forward. Yin Qianzhao looked up at the woman. Although there was a trace of fear in her eyes, she refused to take a step back.