Min Chong tried to turn back, but the powerful grip suddenly seized him and dragged him back. "You want to stop the Young Master from claiming the inheritance?" the voice from earlier sneered. "Dream on."
Min Chong still tilted his head, straining to see who it was. And when he saw, he cursed inwardly. The one who had intercepted him was none other than Feng Dao.
Without wasting a moment, Feng Dao raised his arm and drove a punch straight into Min Chong's face with all his strength.
Thud!
Min Chong was hurled backward, his body tumbling across the ground.
Meanwhile, the blinding light from the earlier explosion slowly began to fade, having served its purpose. Feng Dao had not only dodged the attacks of the two Chong family guardians but had also successfully stopped Min Chong from disrupting Logan.
Just then, Feng Dao noticed the white-haired man standing calmly beside Logan. His eyes narrowed at first… then widened abruptly, as if he had seen a ghost.
