C212 Heavenly Witchcraft

Lingdang whipped her head around at the sound of the newcomer, and upon recognizing them, she let out a sharp cry. Her complexion turned ghostly white as she frantically sought refuge behind Feng Yimo, too frightened to even look up.

"Brother, surely we can talk this out. Why resort to violence right off the bat?" Feng Yimo spoke with a calm that belied the tension in the air