Xu Yi sent her a telepathic message. "You've got some nerve saying that. Who told you to come here? You knew you were beautiful enough to captivate anyone, knew you couldn't hide your face here, and knew you'd attract a swarm of admirers, yet you just had to come and join the fun. You've had me worried sick.
Remember this: no one can bully you except me."
Ning Wuyou had never heard such shameless sweet talk. Her heart nearly melted, and even she didn't know when her relationship with Xu Yi had grown so close.
This man was just too—too full of himself! And yet, she loved every word of it.
"Holy crap, this is too much! How long has it been since we saw someone this arrogant?
"Big Brother, since we've got nothing better to do, let's take this guy down first, then hit the road."
Li Ming hadn't even reacted yet, but the Thirteen Friends of Mang Mountain under his command were already incensed.
Li Ming fixed Xu Yi with a cold stare. "Are you really looking for trouble?"
Before his words had even faded, he struck first. A wave of black energy soundlessly shot forth. The instant he moved, the Thirteen Friends of Mang Mountain formed a battle formation. More than a dozen domain roots flared, and an overwhelming surge of spiritual power erupted across the scene.
The two groups led by Xia Zhaixing and Dong Xiaoyue scattered in opposite directions, afraid of being caught in the shockwaves.
Only Ning Wuyou stayed where she was. Xu Yi shook his head slightly, darted to her side, and took her delicate hand. He patted the back of it. "You're the clever one. You know you're safest by my side."
Ning Wuyou's heart had been pounding. She had been ready