C118 There's a Problem with the Huang Family

A shadow, a flash of cold light.

No one could see Ye Fann clearly, much less the dagger in his hand.

However, Huang Cong's reaction was fast enough. He instantly retreated and dodged to the side, kicking the silver whip. Grabbing it, the silver whip swept across!

The whip missed.

Another whip missed.

Another whip missed.

Sweat began to form on Huang Cong's forehead