Qin Feng frowned at He Zhijie, feeling there was something unusual about him.
Zheng Jingren gave him a few instructions, then left together with Anx Dafuu by car.
He Zhijie took out an ancient copper Eight Trigrams Mirror, flashed it towards the building, then vanished in a blink.
"Something's off, this guy is a cultivator!"
Qin Feng brought Lin Nan down from the car and flew straight up to the rooftop on his sword.
He felt a surge of excitement—he'd only just tossed out bait, and hooked a really big fish. While he couldn't touch Zheng Jingren, cutting off one of his limbs was still satisfying enough!
The white-collar workers were still rushing out, each pale as a sheet, all looking like they'd seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Yangg Yuhuan and the other two were super diligent, scaring people floor by floor and getting every last employee out.
Not long after, the rooftop door opened.
