Master Of Form And Will Sect

The middle-aged man looked at Cyneburg, and just as he was about to speak, the car window rolled down, and a voice full of resentment shouted, "He's the one who hurt me! He is Cyneburg!" It was Lidor in the car.

Instantly, the middle-aged man's demeanor changed, and Cyneburg felt the weight of his murderous intent. Cyneburg's back slightly bowed, and his expression turned serious.

"Stop!" An old voice commanded.

The middle-aged man quickly calmed down and opened the car door....