Right now, unless Tang Zhong can prove his own innocence, he’s basically done for. There’s only one other way—fight his way out.
For Tang Zhong at this mont, the second way is the most effective.
The first way is completely impossible.
"Ling Xing, put so distance between us, don’t co near , understand?" Tang Zhong said.
Ling Xing was stunned, staring at Tang Zhong, not knowing what he was up to. Curiosity got the better of her and she asked, "What are you going to do?"
"Don’t worry about what I’m going to do, just leave first, we’ll talk later, understand?" Tang Zhong said.
"I’m not leaving. I ca here with you. I believe you did nothing wrong. I’m willing to stand on the sa front as you." Ling Xing said.
Tang Zhong was speechless. Was this really a matter of standing on the sa front? It was obvious soone was targeting him. Standing with him ant death.
How could Ling Xing not understand even this much?
And usually, this girl didn’t seem stupid at all. How could she be so stubborn now?
He couldn’t let Ling Xing stand with him. That would only be bad for her.
But Ling Xing seed to have made up her mind.
Tang Zhong silently ca to a decision and slamd a palm at Ling Xing’s body.
Ling Xing sensed it and raised a palm to et his.
In an instant, their palms collided.
At that mont, Tang Zhong’s gaze t Ling Xing’s; the two of them stared at each other.
From Ling Xing’s pupils Tang Zhong could now see sothing—this woman seed to be planning sothing.
"If you want to leave, you have to take hostage." Ling Xing whispered, her voice so low that only she and Tang Zhong could hear it.
Tang Zhong understood what she ant—she wanted to help him.
So Ling Xing had already seen through the situation and was now helping him.
"Hurry up, what are you waiting for?" Ling Xing said.
"Mm." Tang Zhong nodded, then grabbed Ling Xing’s hand and yanked her to his side, then reached out and clamped his hand around her neck.
As this scene unfolded, the surrounding Dragon-n all stared at Tang Zhong.
Each and every one of them looked ugly as sin.
"What do you think you’re doing?"
"He’s laying hands on Princess Ling Xing. He must be the murderer who killed the elder. Looks like Jing Hong was right."
"Yeah."
"Damn it, anyone who kills an elder must die."
In the crowd, Jing Hong hadn’t expected Tang Zhong to actually grab Ling Xing, but his brows knit together—how could he not see that the two of them were doing it on purpose, putting on an act?
The move displeased him, but the outco satisfied him. He didn’t even need to declare anything—Tang Zhong had already set himself up with one move.
Jing Hong imdiately said, "I believe all of you saw it clearly. This man has attacked Princess Ling Xing—he’s clearly afraid his murder of the elder will be exposed. Everyone, move! Kill him! We absolutely cannot let him escape!"
As soon as he said that, the other Dragon-n glared at Tang Zhong like tigers watching their prey, each one unleashing their own thods of attack. From the looks of it, they really ant to kill Tang Zhong.
"What are you still waiting for?" Ling Xing whispered. "Hurry up and go."
Right now, Tang Zhong was actually looking at the elder. He hadn’t known this old man for very long, but the elder had trusted him so much.
That made the elder grow all the more towering in Tang Zhong’s heart.
But suddenly, Tang Zhong noticed sothing wrong. There were faint marks on the elder’s neck, as if soone had crushed it.
It was easy to imagine soone’s fingers wrapped around the elder’s throat.
He had seen the elder lying in bed asleep before.
He knew better than anyone what the elder looked like. Though very old, there had never been any marks on his neck, just so wrinkled skin.
The elder had been murdered?
At once, Tang Zhong turned and looked at Jing Hong in the distance. Flas flared in his pupils. There was no way the elder had died for no reason; there had to be sothing behind it.
And Jing Hong was now shouting about avenging the elder. He definitely knew sothing.
Dammit.
Tang Zhong’s fist clenched tight.
Ling Xing sensed sothing off about Tang Zhong but said nothing.
Now Tang Zhong had to leave this place, stay alive, seize power later, and then kill Jing Hong.
Then Tang Zhong swept his gaze across the crowd and said coldly, "Don’t co any closer, or I’ll kill Ling Xing..."
His hand was locked around Ling Xing’s neck.
The surrounding Dragon-n didn’t dare move forward.
Ling Xing was a Princess. They couldn’t possibly let the Princess die.
One after another, they stepped back.
"Let go of the Princess."
"You won’t get away."
"No one can save you."
Jing Hong said nothing now, letting the others speak.
"I said, get the hell out of my way!" Tang Zhong roared.
Then he dragged Ling Xing along and headed outside.
He was very familiar with this area, so he moved with ease. The Dragon-n nearby fell back when they saw Tang Zhong coming, not daring to block his path.
Like that, he went all the way to the edge of the Tribe.
Only then did Tang Zhong stop.
He was still holding onto Ling Xing.
In front of him stood countless Dragon-n, glaring at him in fury, as if they wanted to devour him whole.
But Tang Zhong completely ignored them and stared only at Jing Hong up ahead.
This man was the one who had killed the elder.
But he couldn’t avenge the elder now.
If he killed Jing Hong outright, it would affect too many things.
It might give him a mont’s satisfaction, but it would bring endless trouble.
The best solution was still to leave.
Find the true Lost Dragon and then co back.
Then he’d have enough leverage to face Jing Hong. When that ti ca, he’d grind Jing Hong under his heel and stomp him to death.
"Go." Ling Xing noticed Tang Zhong wasn’t moving and reminded him softly.
Right now, Tang Zhong could still leave, but once more people arrived and they set up a great formation, it would be far too hard for him to escape.
Tang Zhong nodded. He didn’t tell Ling Xing that Jing Hong had killed the elder. For now, the fewer who knew, the better.
Best if no one else knew.
Tang Zhong was just about to leave when Ling Xing’s voice sounded in his ear again.
"You must be careful. Don’t die."
Such gentle words made Tang Zhong’s heart tremble involuntarily.
It was strange. Ling Xing had never spoken like this before. Had sothing happened?
"Don’t worry, I will." Tang Zhong said.
"Let ask you sothing. If you were to na your own child, what na would you give?" Ling Xing asked again.
"A na?" Tang Zhong was stunned, unable to believe what he’d heard.
For her to say that, she must be pregnant.
But he and Ling Xing had never actually been intimate.
Could it be that ti...?
Tang Zhong’s scalp tingled.
Who knew, Ling Xing just smiled. "Last ti... All right, forget it, just go. If you don’t go now, it’ll be too late."
Tang Zhong nodded. He had to go, must go, and then return openly and aboveboard.
At once—
His body underwent Dragon Transformation and shot into the sky, a gigantic Golden Dragon soaring upward.
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