This time, Feng Fuce held back his strength and didn't kill him.
Instead, he pressed the assassin's head down with his black boot.
"There's no time to interrogate now. Lu Wang, come and grab him. Send him back to the Xiuluo Guard later," Feng Fuce shouted.
Lu Wang had originally been standing behind a large tree, planning to observe the whole scene.
He never expected that Lord Demon would call him over to help.
So, unwillingly, he could only leap forward.
During this time, he stepped lightly over the waves, his boot tips skimming the water surface, vaguely as if stepping on someone's head.
However, Lu Wang didn't care, not bothering to pay attention.
Bai Zhi'er watched helplessly as Yuan Ruxin in the water was kicked into unconsciousness by Lu Wang.
The little one shook her head and sighed softly.
"Truly unfortunate."
Feng Fuce put Bai Zhi'er down.
He pointed at the oil paper package in Lu Wang's hand.
