Ling Chen did not attempt to kill Miaoyin; he simply used the flat of his sword to strike her chest. If he had intended to kill her, that single blow could have been fatal.
"Senior Sister Miaoyin! Damn it, we have to fight him!"
Xuan Yu gritted her silver teeth, hatred blazing in her beautiful eyes. Just as she was about to lunge at Ling Chen, Miaoyin's voice suddenly came from behind, calling for them to stop.
"Junior Sister, stop!"
Miaoyin had already risen from the ground, her pretty face etched with solemnity.
"Why should we stop?" Xuan Yu seemed unwilling to yield. "If we don't take this brat down, I won't be able to rest easy!"
"The question is, can we actually take him down?"
Miaoyin forced a bitter smile. She knew Ling Chen had shown mercy earlier, perhaps sparing them out of consideration for Hanmei Villa. However, if they persisted in harassing him, it was uncertain if he would be so lenient again.
