The wild wind suddenly rose, stirring up flying sand and stones.
Jiang Dali leaped up with Wang Yuyan and Murong Qingqing, descending together from seven or eight zhang into the air, cloaks fluttering, their garments flipping in the wind as they landed.
For a moment, apart from the angry roar of the Demon Dragon, there was no other sound.
Everyone, including the Demon Dragon, focused their gaze on Jiang Dali, who stood cold-faced and resolute between the two women, his eyes sparkling with divine light, unmatched in might.
"Village chief!"
All the Mountain Village Players clasped their fists to greet, their hearts settled, expressions turning arrogant, becoming uninhibited, all watching Mei Ying and the Heart Demon coldly, scheming various ways of retaliation.
The previously overbearing Mei Ying and Heart Demon now had faces taut like a cow's tendon.
