“What? Say that again? The princess was kidnapped? What kind of hall master are you?” Long Junhao could hardly believe it. Was the Dark Hall really so incompetent?
“Do you know who did it?” he asked coldly, his fist clenched, eyes blazing.
“According to Xiao Xi, it’s the late Crown Prince’s brother-in-law, Lin Hai. He wants the master to meet him at Dragon Horse Mountain,” Fu Xinan replied.
“Bring Xiao Xi here,” Long Junhao commanded.
Moments later, Xiao Xi recounted the events in detail.
“Lin Hai, I will crush you to pieces!” Long Junhao gritted his teeth.
“Let’s go. Bring all the Dark Hall brothers to Dragon Horse Mountain. Long Yun, take my token and ask the city lord to mobilize troops. I want to eliminate all the bandits on Dragon Horse Mountain,” he instructed, handing the token to Long Yun before leading the Dark Hall members forth, his heart burning with anxiety. He knew Lin Hai well—a notorious playboy who had ruined many young women.
Previously, due to Lin Long and the Prime Minister, he was unable to take action against Lin Hai. Now, he vowed that Lin Hai would not die peacefully. He trembled at the thought of Lan Lan; would this wolf show her mercy? If he dared harm her, Long Junhao would make his death painful. His killing intent caused his subordinates to shiver.
Looking at the scar from his eyebrow to his cheek, although he was no longer as handsome, it was a mark of their time together, something that could never be erased. She gently touched it, her heart squeezed as if by someone, her eyes welling with tears as she hugged Ling Feng and cried loudly.
“Ling Feng, you poor thing, who could be so cruel?”
Lan Lan’s reaction stunned Ling Feng; she didn’t despise him. A joyful surprise warmed his heart, and the gloom that had weighed on him for years finally began to lift.
“Lan’er, I’m so happy that you don’t despise me,” he said with a gratified smile.
“You fool, wasting time for this reason, you deserve a beating! Why didn’t you wait to confirm with me first?” Lan Lan lightly punched his chest.
