A crystal clear voice sounded from outside.
As Lin Mengya lifted her head, she indeed saw Qinghu, who was dressed in a costume meant for a priest.
He looked very different from how he usually dressed at home. The Qinghu before her eyes had turned into a chilling, cold-blooded killer.
"Lass, your father is here to bring you home. Whoever is that beak-nosed guy, watch out how you treat my daughter. If she's hurt in any way, I, being her father, will cut you into pieces!"
Lin Mengya was not an expert in fighting, in fact, she was totally clueless about it. What she knew at the moment was that Qinghu would be fighting against two opponents.
The rest of the men in black in the courtyard seemed to have been entangled in a fight with the Qinghu's men.
She did not know any martial arts
