Since the other party knows about the Black Serpent organization and the Philosopher's Stone, could they be from the underworld? And are they also here for the Philosopher's Stone?

"Who I am is not important. What's important is that I've protected her. You can't touch her!" Qin Ziling said calmly.

"Such arrogance! You want to protect this woman? Do you know what you're about to face?" the man sneered.

The Philosopher's Stone—who wouldn't be crazy about it?

"Heh, it seems such a big change has happened so soon after I left. What a hassle!" Qin Ziling shook his head and smiled, then looked at Chu Xinyue: "I can save you, but from today onwards, you have to cooperate with my work, understand?"

Chu Xinyue was somewhat unwilling, but she still had no choice but to agree: "I agree."

"Save her? Heh, you've got quite the nerve. My knife's at her neck, you Chinese, how are you going to save her?" the man said arrogantly.

His only goal was the Philosopher's Stone; no matter how beautiful Chu Xinyue was, she was nothing more than a beautiful but empty skeleton.

As he spoke, he exerted a little force, and the sharp blade instantly sliced ​​through Chu Xinyue's fair skin, causing bright red blood to seep out.

"Ugh!" Chu Xinyue's pretty face turned pale, and fear appeared in her eyes.

Whoosh!

In that instant, a pebble came flying through the air, faster than a bullet!

puff!

Clang!

"ah!"

A burst of blood erupted from the man's arm, and the dagger fell to the ground with a thud.

The pebble pierced right through his forearm.

Chu Xinyue was rescued and quickly ran to Qin Ziling's side.

The latter jumped down, glanced at her, his gaze settling on her bleeding neck, and frowned: "Does it hurt?"

Chu Xinyue was taken aback, then pursed her lips and remained silent.

Qin Ziling turned his gaze to the man, his eyes already icy cold.

"You...you're a B-level expert?!" The man clutched his arm, staring at Qin Ziling in horror.

In the Western world, martial arts prowess is often measured by ranks. A B-rank master, even at the very least, is equivalent to an internal energy master in China! Reaching B-rank means one can utilize skillful techniques!

Their Black Serpent organization is a B-level organization, and they only have three B-level experts!

This Chinese man in front of me actually possesses B-level strength!

The man panicked!