"You're courting death!" Jian Sankuang, with her seal unlocked, had an incredibly explosive temper.
Her sharp, almost tangible glare shot forward, intending to obliterate the intruder at close range. But suddenly, she felt a strong sense of familiarity from the body in front of her.
Everything about him felt familiar.
Looking closer, she noticed an ancient sword scabbard slung across his back. She exclaimed in shock, "My sword scabbard!"
A Divinity Transformation Realm cultivator walking into this mess with her sword scabbard wasn't so much throwing his life away as he was delivering a treasure. But in all of Nanqian, who would go to such lengths to help her?
Associating that familiarity with a certain detestable young man's face that surfaced in her mind, her body trembled violently. "It's..."
Jiang Fan shouted, "You dead woman, I've caught you!"
