When those people left, Liu Hun smirked and then continued to ask the middle-aged man in front of him, "Can we talk properly now?"
This time, however, the middle-aged man still had no intention of answering Liu Hun. As soon as those people departed, the light from his body instantly disappeared. He grabbed the girl's arm with one hand, sending a power directly into her body.
After about ten minutes, the middle-aged man's face became increasingly grim.
His strength was at the Innate Eighth Layer, and he held a special power within that could heal injuries. It was precisely this special power that had allowed him to reach his current level of development.
But now, even with this power, it was of no use to the girl. From her expression, it was clear that Liu Hun had done something just now.
"What did you do to her?" The middle-aged man glared hard at Liu Hun, his eyes filled with rage, looking as if he wanted to smack Liu Hun to death.
