Lin Cang Hai drew his longsword and stood guard in front of Qian Du, his face wary. It was a habitual move of his.
Li Mu Yang tightened his grip on Qian Du's hand and said, "Don't worry. We'll protect you."
Qian Du gave Li Mu Yang a light smile and nod. "Thank you."
Lin Cang Hai was deeply dissatisfied. Without blinking, he stared at the rapidly approaching shadows and said coldly, "You said you were going to protect Qian Du, so why do your feet keep moving backward? If you retreat any farther, you'll be back at Starry Sky Academy, won't you?"
Behind Lin Cang Hai, Li Mu Yang had already pulled Qian Du back several meters, putting distance between themselves and Lin Cang Hai, who stood at the very front.
"I'm only worried that Student Qian Du might be in danger, so I'm taking her out of the battle. Don't worry. If you can't handle them, I'll go up and help you," Li Mu Yang said comfortingly.
"Who says I can't handle them?" Lin Cang Hai stood proudly beneath the red moon, longsword in hand. His white robes were dashing and graceful, making him look like an immortal. The gentle red light spilled over him, draping the handsome youth in a layer of mysterious radiance.
His body tensed. Infused with inner force, the longsword in his hand flared with purple flames. The youth's spirit soared to the heavens as he called out, "If the gods stand in my way, I'll kill the gods. If demons stand in my way, I'll slay the demons."
Li Mu Yang turned to Qian Du and said, "I like passionate youths like that."
Qian Du shot Li Mu Yang an exasperated look. "You're the crafty one."
"I'm not crafty. I'm just not strong