"That's right. I came here to die."
Laughing heartily, Qin Shaofeng walked up to Xian Wutong.
Xian Xiaoying spun around and hurried to Xian Wutong's side. She examined Xian Wutong for quite a while, only finally breathing a sigh of relief after confirming that she was unharmed.
Seeing their actions, Jiang Xueshan's heart trembled.
"Xiao Ying, this isn't something you can interfere with. Hurry and retreat to the back. Before I die, they won't be able to hurt you!" Jiang Xueshan shouted.
Qin Shaofeng neither confirmed nor denied it.
Yet Duanmu Chi and the others opposite them could not help bursting into laughter.
But as their laughter rose—
They all realized that they were not the only ones laughing.
Xian Wutong and Xian Xiaoying were also covering their mouths and giggling at the same time.
"What are you two laughing at?"
Duanmu Chi felt more and more that something was not right, and he shouted furiously.
Only upon hearing this did Jiang Xueshan look toward the two women in astonishment.
He saw that the fear on Xian Wutong's previously anxious face had vanished. Even Xian Xiaoying, who had only just entered the sect and should have been terrified, still could not stop smiling.
What was going on?
What were they laughing at?
"Of course we're laughing at some idiot who's already standing at death's door but still thinks he's all that. Hee hee hee!" Xian Xiaoying answered.
Her words instantly left Duanmu Chi, Jiang Xueshan, and the Dudao experts all dumbfounded.
Was this a joke?
We were standing at death's door?
Xian Xiaoying ignored their expressions and instead asked, "Brother Feng, do you want me to help you cripple that bunch of trash?"
Brother Feng?
Where had this Brother Feng come from?
Wasn't that kid called Xiao Ying?
Amid their