C68 Trump Card

The menacing presence of the man in black drained the color from Lan Ling'er's face. She glanced at Chu Lin, her eyes wide with alarm.

Chu Lin felt the formidable force in his palm and furrowed his brow. His fists tightened, and he threw a punch.

Forced to stagger back over a dozen steps, Chu Lin found himself steadied by Lan Ling'er, who rushed to his side to help him regain his balance