At the forefront of the crowd, which had now reached less than ten meters in front of the stage, the security barrier created by the staff had long been overwhelmed, and those wary of the danger had already retreated to a distance.
"Just as I thought, unreliable."
Song Yun sighed softly, stood up, and said to the dark corner beside him, "Black Flood Dragon, help watch over Yuxue."
"Understood!"
The voice of Black Flood Dragon came hauntingly, and in almost an instant, with a long sword on his back and a sinister face, Black Flood Dragon appeared beside Song Yuxue.
"Whoever dares touch Yuxue, kill them," Song Yun murmured.
"Understood." Black Flood Dragon stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip, "I've had this sword for so long and haven't seen blood yet, maybe tonight it will."
"Brother, be careful!" Song Yuxue called out anxiously as she saw Song Yun walking towards the crowd.
"It's okay." Song Yun, with his back to Song Yuxue, raised his hand, "Just stay put."
