Xu Yan stood proudly with his sword in hand, looking at Yin Hong, who appeared somewhat disheveled in the distance. He sighed inwardly. As expected of a Half-step Grandmaster—he had actually dodged that and avoided being killed by a single sword strike.
"Half-step Grandmaster? Nothing special!"
Xu Yan spoke with an air of effortless calm.
Miss Du and the others in the distance immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although they had failed to win, they had at least held off Yin Hong.
Yin Hong's face was extremely gloomy. He held one hand behind his back, and it trembled slightly. Just now, he had nearly died!
That sword strike had been far too powerful!
"Brat, who are you? Think carefully. If you involve yourself in this matter, can you bear the consequences?"
Yin Hong spoke ominously.
He knew that if the battle continued, he would still be unable to win.
If he made even the slightest mistake, he might well find himself in mortal danger.
Xu Yan raised an eyebrow. "What? Are you threatening me?"
Yin Hong let out a cold laugh. Looking at Miss Du and the others walking over, he said coldly, "The Du Family's affairs involve far too much. Even a Grandmaster would not dare to get involved so easily.
"You stopped me from taking Miss Du away and offended the nobleman behind me. You'd better think carefully about the consequences. Someone will naturally come looking for you to settle this debt."
Miss Du frowned slightly and said softly, "Young Master, there's no need to worry. My Du Family will settle this matter for you."
Yin Hong sneered. "Brat, you're planning to tie yourself to the Du Family's ship? Being a protector of beauty isn't so easy. The nobleman behind me is someone even the Du Family