Lin Qiang nodded, took out the ox bone cup from his arms and put it in the palm of his hand. In the dark, the ox bone cup condensed a little light and reflected a subtle light. This faint light was like a star in the dark. It was a little fuzzy, but it showed the only light in the dark.

There was a silence in the air. No one made a sound. From time to time, there was a night wind blowing, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground and rolling out far away. In addition, there was no more noise.

Lin Qiang summoned up his energy and paid attention to the movements around him, but found that it was so quiet and terrible that it didn't look like someone was living. But even so, he couldn't help staring at the main hall in front of him, because he always felt that there seemed to be something hidden in it, so he had to guard carefully.

Lin Jian didn't speak, so they stood indifferently in the middle of the yard and waited. After about ten minutes, there was finally movement in the main hall. The footsteps were red. Someone was stepping out of the darkness step by step. Lin Qiang's heart was directly mentioned in his throat. He looked deeply at the dark hall ahead.

It was not until a long time later that a shadow came out slowly. The shadow completely came out and stood in the yard. The fuzzy outline made Lin Qiang see it clearly.

The person who came out was none other than Zuo Cheng.

Zuo Cheng frowned at the man in front of him. He knew Lin Jian and Lin Qiang, and he knew the cup in Lin Qiang's hand.

It was something he once wanted to take as his own, but now it suddenly appeared in front of him. Zuo Cheng stared at the cup and gradually showed a cruel light in his eyes.

Lin Jian frowned and shouted, "Zuo Cheng, wake up!"

Zuo Cheng was surprised, and then he realized that he was stunned just now. It seems that he wanted to get this thing too much.

He rubbed his eyebrows, looked away, stopped looking at the justice cup, and said in a cold voice, "as I said last time, we have nothing to do with each other. Why are we here? Do you want to be killed by me?"

Lin Jian didn't say anything. She just pointed to the justice cup and said, "you said you wanted justice. Now this thing is in front of you. You must know more about the reason why you want to grab this thing than I do, and what you think in your heart; if Lin Qiang can help you do it, are you willing to seek justice for your life under the protection of the justice cup?"

Lin Jian's eyes were steady and her voice was very heavy. She stood there firmly. Although she was thin and thin, she was like a towering mountain. Even Zuo Cheng was deeply shocked. He couldn't help looking at the justice cup in Lin Qiang's hand again. For a long time, the color of greed in her eyes gradually faded, and the whole person then recovered his peace.

He couldn't help saying, "justice, justice. I couldn't be given justice many years ago. Now I say what justice is, there's no justice in the world."

"Yes, I believe it." Lin Jian stared at Zuo Cheng deeply: "I know you still have my little martial uncle in your heart. Otherwise, you won't talk to me calmly for so long. The cup is right in front of you. Even if you take it away, I won't say much, but it won't work if you take it away, because the whole Xuanmen knows that the heir of the Palace Road cup is my good sun linqiang, so are you sure you want to grab it?"