Ryan lay limply in Lu Qian's arms, and no matter how hard he tried to shake her, she couldn't be woken up. There was a thin silver needle stuck in the back of her neck.
"You react pretty quickly, kid." A middle-aged man's voice came from a distance.
"Master!" The fair-skinned thief immediately followed the voice and walked behind a long-faced man in a black robe with a flattering look.
The man in black robe walked closer and saw the young man who blocked the silver needle slowly put the person in his arms aside, then suddenly drew his sword and attacked him like lightning!
Before the little thief could react, he was grabbed by the man in black robe and retreated sideways, barely avoiding the young man's invisible sword.
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