"Boom—Boom—"
Suddenly.
A thunderous roar came from behind the castle.
Immediately, a whirlwind arose, and all the leaves on the ground were swept up, tumbling wildly in the air, branches rustling as if the very sky and earth were changing color—
Qin Zheng, who was in the midst of his assault, stopped in his tracks, turning his head in surprise to look.
Bodyguards standing afar also lifted their heads to look in the direction of the castle, and the scene before them made their jaws drop.
They saw a helicopter flying toward them.
As the aircraft drew nearer, the gale it created grew stronger, blinding those who were unable to keep their eyes open.
"Boom—"
The helicopter came to a halt about fifty to sixty meters away from them.
A group of dumbfounded people stared at the helicopter, trying to discern who had arrived.
"Clang!"
With a muffled bang, the cabin door was flung open.
A lithe and tall figure leaped down from above.