"Lin Kuang, you got here quickly. It seems you really care about this woman," the middle-aged man leading the group said with a smile, sizing up Lin Kuang.
Upon hearing this, Lin Kuang couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. "I never expected a prestigious ancient martial arts clan like the Pei Family to resort to threatening me with a woman. I've certainly learned something today."
Lin Kuang's tone was thick with sarcasm. The one thing he despised most was being threatened, and the Pei Family's actions had thoroughly enraged him.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression flickered. "How did you know we're from the Pei Family?" he asked, his face darkening.
Lin Kuang's words left no doubt that he knew their identity, which made Pei Qiuhai's expression grow serious.
"Was it supposed to be hard to find out who you are? Cut the crap. Release my woman, and the Nameless Sword is yours."
With that, Lin Kuang drew the Nameless Sword from his waist.
