Little Lin Xun's body was thrown high into the air, and now he could no longer care about the shame and anger because he was nearly unconscious. It was only when his body slammed heavily onto the ground that he fully regained his senses.
But Lin Xun's reaction was extremely swift, as soon as he understood, he immediately shouted loudly, "Godfather, do not believe the instigation of outsiders, my loyalty to you is as clear as the sun and moon, I will never do anything to betray you."
As his words fell, his body was lifted up by someone. His broken arms hung limply to his sides, swaying continuously with the movement of his body. Before him was a cold young face, the youth's eyes faintly tinged with a blood-red hue. He tried hard to turn his head aside, only to see the indifferent face of An Xiong, seemingly unmoved by what he had just said.