"Young Master!"
Sun Tong, being a cultivator, had defensive abilities far stronger than an ordinary person, but even so, under the gruesome car accident, he was still left dizzy and disoriented.
But seeing Lin Bufan already unresponsive and the blood flowing out from the cracks in his head like a gushing spring, Sun Tong was instantly stupefied!
This...
Before he could even react, several silver needles pierced Lin Bufan's body through the shattered window.
"Zhou Yuan, I curse your eighteen generations of ancestors!"
Sun Tong's eyes were ablaze with blood-red fury; apart from Zhou Yuan, who else would use silver needles as weapons?
If Lin Bufan died, he couldn't escape punishment either!
After all, the Lin Family had reached an agreement with the Xuan Yi Sect: The Lin Family was responsible for providing funds, while the Xuan Yi Sect was responsible for supplying personnel to protect the Lin Family's key members.