"Elder, come quickly!" Qian Wantong was worthy of being a Qian Family steward. He seized the opening and rushed out of the small room, then shouted at Qian Ying and Zhou Zixing.
In truth, those two old men had already almost reached the entrance of the great hall. They had not expected Qian Wantong to start flattering them at a time like this.
Just as Qian Wantong's shout fell, a Black Shadow rushed down from the rafters of the great hall and attacked straight toward Qian Wantong's head.
"Ah!"
"Hmph!"
When Qian Ying saw it, he took a stride forward, his body moving with his sword. The Xiantian Short Sword instantly chopped into the Black Shadow's body, slicing open a crack in its skin at once and sending it flying.
The Black Shadow roared and plastered itself against the wall of the great hall, then vanished outright. Sure enough, these Black Shadows could use the Formation Barrier to shuttle freely through the various buildings.
"Thank you, Elder! Thank you, Elder!" Seeing that Qian Ying had saved his life, Qian Wantong immediately thanked him over and over.
Qian Ying and Zhou Zixing stood at the entrance of the great hall, constantly attacking the Black Shadows rushing out behind them, while looking somewhat displeased at Chen Mo, who stood on the other side of the doorway.
When Qian Wantong had been attacked just now, this youngster had stood right there and had not lifted a finger to save him at all. He had practically watched Qian Wantong be sent to his death without caring in the slightest. He really was a black-hearted fellow.
However, Qian Ying could not very well say anything. After all, Chen Mo had no obligation to help. He was not a member of Qian Ying's team, after all.