Caught off guard as the target of everyone's attacks, Xiang Yuan did not complain.
In terms of style, Senior Jiang was lifelike, Chan'er was beautiful and kind-hearted, Xiao Lingyue came from a prestigious family, and Xiang himself was fine-featured and handsome—a righteous young hero the moment he made his debut.
Though he cultivated demonic arts, possessed the Heavenly Demon True Form, wielded a demonic sword, and controlled a patch of the Crimson Universe, he knew where he stood. A few outward appearances did not affect what lay within; wherever he went, he was a pillar of the righteous path.
Wen Heren and Liyuan, on the other hand, looked like Demonic Beings of the crooked path at a glance. They had no common language and could not play together. It was perfectly normal for him to be singled out.
"You two stay here and do not wander off. See if any Reincarnation Relics have fallen. Senior Jiang and I will go vanquish demons and defend the righteous path." Xiang Yuan transmitted his voice to Xiao Lingyue and Chan'er, multitasking as he directed Senior Jiang forward to meet the enemy.
Calling it meeting the enemy was generous. It was really just bullying weaklings.
Xiang Yuan looked at Wen Heren, whose blood-red light soared into the heavens, then at Liyuan, dressed in an ice-blue palace gown, her looks and bearing both coldly exquisite and noble. He decisively left Wen Heren to Senior Jiang.
With his wife by his side, he could happily exchange a few words with this big sister and further cement his image as someone uninterested in women.
Boom!
Senior Jiang left an afterimage where he stood. A savage torrent of force tore open, churning the air until it swelled and spread. In a single step, he charged before Wen Heren.