Anxiety showed on Dongfang Duoduo's face.
She was a late Sixth Grade Martial Artist with a grandfather in the Divine Gate Realm; naturally, she knew the power of a Seventh Grade practitioner from the Sword Sect would completely overwhelm her.
The moment the words "Be careful!" left her mouth, Dongfang Duoduo rushed forward, trying to push the two seemingly weak figures out of harm's way.
Xu Wandao, a descendant of the Blade Sect's Xu Yanyang, was initially startled. But when he got a clear look at the two figures, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
That's Senior Xu's daughter and great-nephew…
Recalling their performance on the sparring grounds a few months ago, he didn't take the threat too seriously.
As expected.
Xu Yiyi didn't even make a move. The slightly slower-to-react Qian Xiao simply used his body to shield his boss.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
The countless thin swords formed from rain clinked and clattered as they landed on him.
"It's Qian Xiao!"
