The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; beyond the strong, there is always one stronger.
Lin Xuan's face was filled with astonishment. He and Yue'er had been reunited for some time, but he had never paid much attention to what the little girl's Supernatural Powers were truly like, remaining muddleheaded about it all along.
In the past, the Asura King had made the Three Realms submit in fear. Yet the Yue'er of today was, after all, different from her. He remembered that when they had first met, she had not even been able to defeat a Ghost Messenger, so Lin Xuan had thought the little girl's Supernatural Powers amounted to no more than that.
Lin Xuan had not cared.
He had never thought of relying on Yue'er's strength. How could a true man be so spineless? If he wanted to establish himself in the Three Realms, of course he still had to depend on himself.
Just as he had once said to Yue'er back then: from now on, I will protect you.
Times had changed, circumstances had shifted, but Lin Xuan had never forgotten that oath.
So whether Yue'er's strength was great or weak, Lin Xuan did not care in the slightest.
Yet the scene before his eyes still left Lin Xuan greatly astonished. It turned out he had truly underestimated that girl. Putting her other Supernatural Powers aside for the moment, just this art of concealment and lurking was something even he could not hope to match.
One could say the gap was far too great.
The wicked have wicked ones to grind them down; the White Tiger still did not know danger had already quietly drawn near.
Not the slightest wisp of aura leaked from Yue'er's body. She was now less than ten zhang from