C275 The Seventh Floor

Zhao Lin stood rigidly, his unnamed sword casting a chilling gleam. The Firetalons members allowed themselves a subtle smile, while Xie Ling's heart, previously lodged in her throat, finally began to settle. Xie Ling had been concerned about what Zhao Lin might come up with, but Qin Ruoxi... Zhao Lin likely hadn't anticipated her moves.

Zhuge Zhishen and his two companions slunk back in disgrace