Moreover, because of this person’s kick, he lost all face, and who knows how the master will punish him in the future.

Indeed, when he looked up, he saw Zui Yifeng’s eyes blazing with fire, looking at him with great displeasure.

"Master..."

"Useless!"

Zui Yifeng coldly spat out these words.

Without having dealt with Lin Baizhong and his men, his own people had been hit first; how could he possibly swallow this indignity?

"Lin Baizhong, it seems like it’s impossible for me to leave you alive."

In his view, although Lin Baizhong’s individual strength is nothing to worry about, the City Lord’s Mansion of Sky City is indeed a tough nut to crack.

However, as long as he can take down Lin Baizhong, the City Lord’s Mansion would become a scattered mob, insignificant.

As he spoke, he flashed and appeared in front of Lin Baizhong.

Since his subordinate had suffered at Lin Baizhong’s hands, he could only retrieve justice himself.

Yet before he could make any move, he felt a strong force of spiritual energy sweeping toward his head from the right.

He dodged by turning sideways, and when he looked up, he saw another person.

"Sui Zimo, you finally appeared?"

This person was all too familiar to him; in the Vast Forest, he repeatedly opposed him, causing his corpse-suppressing talisman to fall into their hands.

This grudge, he could just use this opportunity to avenge.

"Since you’re so keen to find death, I’ll fulfill your wish!"

Saying so, he directly attacked Sui Zimo.

"Changhong, leave these people to you all; I’ll go help Zimo."

Lin Baizhong glanced at the black-clad figures battling with the guards and instructed his son before rushing toward Sui Zimo and Zui Yifeng.

Upon hearing his words, Lin Changhong curled his lips.

The other men were of no consequence; the guards from the City Lord’s Mansion could handle them. The critical opponent was Zui Yifeng.

Indeed, his skill was exceptional. Even his brother-in-law was unable to withstand more than a few moves under his hand; it seemed they still had more to fight against him.

After watching Zui Yifeng entangled with Sui Zimo, he shifted his focus to those black-clad figures.

If he couldn’t deal with Zui Yifeng, could he not handle those small fry?

...

The battle lasted more than an hour.

Daylight broke, and Zui Yifeng, Sui Zimo, and Lin Baizhong had not yet decided the victor; instead, Zui Yifeng’s subordinates fell one after another in the fight with Lin Changhong and the City Lord’s guards.

"You two, well done!"

Zui Yifeng’s gaze grew colder. He hadn’t expected that even after summoning so many people, he couldn’t gain any advantage against these men.

Indeed, in Illusion Continent, things were different. Back on his side, these few minions could be crushed with a mere flick of his hand, how could they have enraged him to this extent?

Knowing he couldn’t gain much advantage against these two, he ceased his attacks and retreated, facing them in confrontation.

"If we are not good, could you possibly be? Just look at yourself — what kind of character do you possess?"