Song Yan Ning, Qu Lingfeng, Ye Qi, and Fang Jingxing approached the group of men.
Meanwhile, Qin Yushen chased after the fleeing giant dragon.
"Hand over your Peace Pendants," Song Yan Ning demanded, looking down at the men on the ground, her whip cracking menacingly. She wasn't worried about Qin Yushen; with his strength now at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, dealing with that giant dragon was effortless.
"We are from the Heavenly Trace Sect. How dare you rob us?" one man said shakily as he climbed to his feet, glaring at Song Yan Ning. Being members of one of the seven great sects of the Hidden Sect, any Disciple could easily annihilate an ordinary family.
"You talk too much!" Song Yan Ning's whip lashed out mercilessly at the man.
The man was sent flying by Song Yan Ning's whip.
Song Yan Ning swept her cold gaze over the others. "Hand over your Peace Pendants, or don't blame my whip for its ruthlessness."
