"A grown man hiding behind women. How shameful. What a piece of trash."
Knowing she could not defeat Jiang MiaoYi and Miao Xia, Qian JieYu turned her spearhead toward Jiang Ping An, hoping to goad him into agreeing to a life and death battle.
"Fine. I'll fight you."
Jiang Ping An agreed outright.
Provocation like that did not work on him at all.
He only agreed because he wanted to get rid of the trouble quickly.
He had never liked trouble.
"No!"
Jiang MiaoYi immediately stopped Jiang Ping An.
She had long since heard that her father was injured and had asked him about his condition.
But her father had told her that his injuries were minor.
Only upon seeing him today did she discover that the aura of origin emanating from him was extremely faint, almost imperceptible.
Her father's injuries were certainly not "minor," as he had claimed. They were terribly severe, and his origin had been badly damaged.
In this condition, her father could not possibly defeat even an ordinary immortal at his level, let alone a top prodigy from Azure Branch Academy.
"Father, you've always protected me. Now it's your daughter's turn to protect you."
Jiang MiaoYi pulled Jiang Ping An behind her again, and the terrifying aura around her swept toward the members of the Divine Light Organization before her.
"Challenging my father while he's injured, trying to take advantage of his vulnerability—such despicable behavior is the work of petty villains. What right do you have to insult him?"
"If your Divine Light Organization still has any backbone as prodigies, then fight me, Jiang MiaoYi, in a life and death battle! We won't stop until one side is dead!"
Jiang MiaoYi wore pristine white robes as pure as snow, their hems fluttering gently in the wind.