Lin Yang once saved his wife at the cost of his own legs, only to be met with heartless betrayal, plunging him into an abyss.
Yet heaven did not let him perish, as he acquired the legacy of a...
These damn bastards, don't let them fall into his hands.
The car drove for an unknown amount of time before finally coming to a stop.
Lin Yang was carried into the boat.
After the person carrying Lin Yang left, Lin Yang carefully opened his eyes.
It was pitch black all around, but he was probably not the only one.
A soft sob sounded beside Lin Yang.
Lin Yang turned his head and saw a Chinese girl who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.
"ah!"
The little girl was startled by Lin Yang's sudden awakening and glared at him angrily.
"How were you abducted?"
After confirming that there were only the two of them around and no surveillance cameras, Lin Yang easily broke free of the ropes binding him.
"Don't make a sound."
As Lin Yang spoke, he removed the rag from the little girl's mouth.
"You, you, you..."
The little girl was taken aback by Lin Yang's series of skillful and rapid movements.
"My name is Lin Yang, and I'm here to rescue you."
Lin Yang spoke softly, trying to comfort the little girl.
The little girl chuckled.
"You've been kidnapped yourself, how can you save us?"
"You weren't so scared after being kidnapped, were you?"
The little girl pouted, looking doubtful.
Lin Yang raised an eyebrow: "So how did you get kidnapped here?"
"How old are you this year? What's your name?"
He became deflated when he talked about the little girl.
"My name is Qiao Xin, I am eighteen years old, I started practicing martial arts at the age of three and became invincible by the age of five."
"I accidentally discovered that this group of people were doing bad things, and I wanted to sneak in to take a look."
"Who knows?"
Qiao Xin sighed, her eyes starting to redden; she was, after all, still a young girl.