Under such circumstances, preserving oneself could never be called wrong. On the contrary, it was the cleverest choice.
Yet Red Leaf Fairy's situation had become extremely awkward.
Xianmu Yi Lan had greased the soles of his shoes and fled, leaving behind a frail woman like her—what was she supposed to do?
Run too?
It seemed to be her only choice. But in terms of escape-light speed, she was far inferior to Xianmu Yi Lan, and compared with an old monster of the Dongxuan Realm, they were not even on the same level. The result of fleeing would still be that she was caught in the end.
She knew her own situation best. Facing an old monster of the Dongxuan Realm, she did not have the slightest strength to fight back.
A trace of grief and indignation flashed across Red Leaf Fairy's face, but now that things had come to this, what could she do?
Even ants struggled to live. She knew full well that running would be useless, but sitting still and waiting for death was even more a choice she absolutely refused. Gritting her pearly teeth, she put away the grief, indignation, and shock on her face and shot forward.
"Xianmu Yi Lan, that fellow... it seems Lin has somewhat underestimated him."
Lin Xuan sighed. Originally, he had wanted the clam and the snipe to fight while the fisherman profited, but now it seemed there was no such opportunity.
If it came to fighting alone, although Lin Xuan was not afraid of Shayang Old Ancestor, without sufficient benefits, he also had no wish to stake his life against an old monster at the Dongxuan level.
But when Lin Xuan did things, he liked to see them through from beginning to end. Giving up halfway was not his style.