Underhanded Substitution
Editor: ICheah
The silhouette was fully dressed in black and masked; he stood tall and straight, materializing at the enclosure wall in the evening light, like a disembodied spirit.
Nobody had realized he had appeared, not until he raised his right arm as shards of frigid rays shot out like fairy lights. At the same time, he cried out, “Chu Tianlang!”
Chu Tianlang turned his head upon hearing his name, his spirits immediately lifted. Although he did not know what was happening, he instinctively realized that the cavalry was here.
However, he was not alone in his realization; everyone present felt the same way. The hundreds of secret weapons unleashed by this man in black had injured many of there, leaving those unharmed scurrying away for cover.
Within the few moments that he had been seen, the specter on the wall jerked his hand as a rope flew out like a flying dragon, reaching Chu Tianlang before anyone could react.
“Hold on!”