Leylin clenched his fist tightly — the hand grasping the sword hilt was clearly somewhat stiff.
His face appeared pale and petrified as if he had gotten frostbite.
One must know that Leylin had a vitality of 3.7. If it was any regular human, they would have long since frozen to death!
“I don’t have any intention to go against you. As long as you let go of those two girls, I will leave immediately!”
Leylin used the cross blade and pointed at Bicky’s direction, in return for her grateful gaze.
“No! Get him to release senior Jayden, if not I’m not leaving!”
The girl beside Bicky, who was saved, still maintained her resolve.
Leylin rolled his eyes, if not for Bicky; did she really think that he would appear in the name of justice? Moreover, looking at the situation again, Jayden had apparently deeply offended the other party previously, so why would he let go of Jayden so easily?