On the streets of War Dragon City, Yi Mingcheng pulled Lin Hao by the hand, his steps hurried.
Just moments before in the Lin family's assembly hall, he had been standing on the outskirts, but he had seen every move Lin Tianhao and his son, Lin Zheng, made. It was clear they intended to kill Lin Hao.
At a time like this, letting Lin Hao stay with the Lin family would surely be a death sentence.
In all of War Dragon City, there was only one place that could make the Lin family hesitate to act, and it was the only place Yi Mingcheng could rely on now.
Taking Lin Hao to the Treasure Hunting Pavilion had become Yi Mingcheng's only choice.
Just as Yi Mingcheng pulled Lin Hao onto the steps of the Treasure Hunting Pavilion, Lin Zheng was losing his mind in the Lin family's rear courtyard.
"Damn it! Where is that little bastard?!" Lin Zheng roared, his face contorted in a ferocious snarl as he stared at the empty, dilapidated hut before him.
