"Damn it!" Lin Yu cursed, a wave of despair surging in his heart. The black-clothed men behind them were closing in, their footsteps sounding like the call of death, growing clearer by the second.
"Let's fight!" Shen Jingqi roared, turning to prepare for a life-and-death struggle with the black-clothed men. Lin Yu and Li Baiyu swiftly stood beside him, assuming a fighting stance.
The black-clothed men slowly surrounded them, their faces covered with black cloth, leaving only pairs of cold and cruel eyes exposed. The leader of the black-clothed men sneered, saying, "Do you think you can escape? Hand over the Crystal Ball, and perhaps you'll be granted a quick death."
"The Crystal Ball? What do you intend to do with it?" Lin Yu questioned loudly, growing more curious about the Crystal Ball's secret.
The leader of the black-clothed men slightly curled his lips, revealing a faint mysterious smile: "You don't need to know that. Hand it over obediently, and you'll suffer less."
