A sharp, agonizing pain erupted from his back, as if countless steel needles had been driven deep into his flesh, causing his body to tremble slightly. Yet, at this moment, he had no time to spare for such piercing agony. His mind held only one thought: survive, and find Wang Luoran's parents.
After steadying himself, Liang Song widened his eyes and focused on the figure standing before him—a burly man wearing a mask. The mask was thick and sturdy, shielding the man’s face entirely, leaving only his eyes exposed.
Those eyes, sunken deep into their sockets, radiated a cold, murderous intent, flickering like two ghostly flames in the darkness with a chilling gleam. The man was burly, his broad shoulders and thick chest exuding an oppressive force. His tense muscles highlighted his immense power; he was clearly an opponent not to be trifled with. He gripped a military knife, its blade catching the dim light with a cold shimmer—a shimmer like a viper ready to strike, waiting for the slightest opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
Chapter 406