y furrowed. But before he could think, the phone rang, it was Li Xiangting calling to urge him.He had no choice but to hail a taxi and rush to the hotel where Li Xiangting and the others were staying....In the guard room of Qingshan Women's Prisont Ye Benkong had done it. The sword broke through layer after layer of fist wind without slowing down, heading straight for Ye Fan's throat!At this critical juncture, Ye Fan pointed with both fingers...