The sudden garment blinded Jing Luo for a moment, causing him to fumble frantically and pull the fabric off, but just as he raised his arm, a powerful grip clamped onto his wrist.
Yerked backward, he heard a deep male voice ask coldly, "Whose spy are you?"
Pain shot through his wrist, leaving Jing Luo no choice but to follow the other person's strength without daring to struggle. With his head still covered by the garment, he could see nothing.
Chapter 109