532 Vicious

Tang Wulin was stunned. His captor only captured them to lure his uncle-master here.

He took out his soul communicator and peeped at the evil soul master. However, Tang Wulin clutched his right hand immediately and crushed his soul communicator.

"Slap!" A slap came toward him like lightning. Tang Wulin did not even stand a chance at avoiding it as he flew from the impact of the slap. The left side of his face was badly swollen and it felt as if he was hit by a soul train moving at full speed. He could only feel a numbness ringing in his head as his ears buzzed.

However, he did not regret it at all. He could not call Zhen Hua's soul communicator. He would put his uncle-master at risk the moment he did that. On the other hand, if his uncle-master was lured here, he and Gu Yue would lose all their value and die much sooner than they expected.

Tang Wulin's mind was always exceptionally clear when the odds were against him. This time was no different.