Besides, Ouyang Qian vaguely perceived a strange power hidden within the white-robed youth. Although this power wasn't formidable, it exuded an elusive aura of mystery. She knew well that if this power were to be unleashed secretly, Luo Chen might not be able to guard against it.
Out of the corner of her eye, Ouyang Qian glanced at Luo Chen and suddenly saw him smile slightly—a smile that conveyed determination. Her heart skipped a beat, and she sighed helplessly, understanding that Luo Chen was ready for battle.
"Xiaobai, the spear," Luo Chen turned and called to Xiaobai.
Xiaobai hesitated, glancing at Ouyang Qian, as if seeking her approval. Upon receiving Ouyang Qian's nod, it neighed, and shaking its head, executed Luo Chen's order. Moments later, a silver-white spear slipped out from Xiaobai's ear, landing steadily in Luo Chen's hand.
