Ji Boying's figure flickered as he leaped, turned, and spun around.
All they saw was a blur, ghostlike as he returned from the far end of the bluestone street to the entrance of the Fuwei Escort Agency.
Looking closely, they saw that four people from the Fuwei Escort Agency had already been stabbed down.
The three men who had fallen earlier had triggered a chain reaction. What had been an evenly matched battle had become completely one-sided.
Ji Boying leaped into the fray. With a sweep of his wide sleeve and a flick of his longsword, he forced the two sides apart, and the Fuwei Escort Agency men staggered back uncontrollably.
"Young Hero Ji!"
Everyone was overjoyed at the sight of Ji Boying, the tension in their chests easing.
Lin Pingzhi wiped the sweat from his handsome face as though a great burden had been lifted.
Lin Zhennan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, could finally settle.
Chief Guard Zhang also felt as though he had survived a disaster. Back when he had gone to the Qingcheng Sect to deliver gifts, he had only made it halfway up the mountain before being told to turn back, unable even to see the sect gates. That humiliation had now somehow vanished into thin air.
He could only laugh at himself.
It was laughable. Year after year, they had sent gifts and suffered humiliation. Now the other side had come to their doorstep and killed several of their brothers, yet the shame in his heart had disappeared. He could even understand it now.
Yes. Those who wandered the martial world ultimately had to rely on the skills in their hands.
Their Chief Escort Leader Lin Zhennan, with his inherited Evil Warding Swordplay and Sky-Overturning Palm, was already stretched to the limit when