Before Yue Qianchou arrived, he had suspected that something might have happened to Wu Lixue, but never in his wildest dreams had he expected something like this. There was actually such a brazen madman in the human realm, daring to make his woman submit to him. Did he really think Yue Qianchou had exhausted his heart and soul to monopolize the great power of the human realm just for amusement?
Which lunatic had something wrong with his brain? Yue Qianchou glanced at Wu Lixue, who was trembling within the Dreamlike Nebula, and his fury immediately soared to the heavens. He abruptly turned toward the figure's back ahead and discovered that the man was actually wearing clothes a size too small, with part of his arms and legs exposed. What normal person would come out looking like that? Yue Qianchou could not help feeling depressed. So it really was some mentally unsound fellow. Forget it—killing him would count as ridding the human realm of a scourge.
"Which idiot came here looking to die?!" Yue Qianchou roared, raising a hand to destroy the other man with a single strike.
There really was someone behind him! Yan Zhuixing was horrified. Someone had reached his back without him noticing at all. His scalp exploded with fright, and he instantly teleported away. The crescent moon followed him like a shadow, protecting him closely. After evading, he looked toward the newcomer.
"Yue Qianchou!"
"Yan Zhuixing!"
Once they saw each other's faces clearly, both cried out in near-perfect unison. Yue Qianchou did not even think about why Yan Zhuixing was here. His first reaction was to quickly check Wu Lixue's condition again. Through the Dreamlike Nebula that slightly obstructed his view, he saw a faint palm print that had yet to fade on Wu Lixue's tear-streaked face.