Damn it, Young Master didn't expect this old geezer to be here.
If it were just Big Slick, Young Master would definitely kill him today.
Wu Xiaoshan cursed inwardly and his expression immediately turned solemn.
He wasn't afraid of Old Ku.
But Old Ku's methods were tricky, and if Yang Ying got caught in the crossfire, that would be trouble.
Wu Xiaoshan's eyes were fixed on Old Ku, not missing any of his movements.
But his hands weren't idle either; he took the opportunity to untie the ropes binding Yang Ying.
At this moment, to Yang Ying, Wu Xiaoshan seemed like a Heavenly God descended.
She knew Wu Xiaoshan would definitely come to save her, but she didn't expect him to appear in such a manner.
For a moment, all the grievances and fears Yang Ying had forcibly suppressed surged into her heart.
In just the blink of an eye, her eyes were brimming with hot tears.
"Xiaoshan, thank you."