Song Qingshu could not help hesitating. Naturally, he did not wish to see an innocent woman persecuted by Elder Usun like this, but if he intervened, Elder Usun was no mediocre opponent. It would not be easy to deal with him quickly, and his identity would likely be exposed, greatly harming his plans for heading north.
Yet if he did not save her, it would go against his conscience. Just as he was about to cover his face and make a move, something suddenly occurred to him, and he hurriedly hid behind the tent again.
A black shadow suddenly darted out from the other side and rushed straight into the tent. Fighting sounds soon rang out from within.
Song Qingshu gathered sword qi at his fingertips and cut open a corner of the tent. He saw the black shadow launching a fierce assault on Elder Usun, leaving the latter in an extremely sorry state.
Although Elder Usun excelled at mental attacks, his close-combat martial arts were unexpectedly formidable as well. Still, it was clear that he had been injured by the ambush from behind and now looked thoroughly disheveled.
After watching for a while, Song Qingshu could tell that although the black shadow's martial arts were good, he was not a top-tier expert. Otherwise, a mage-like figure such as Elder Usun would have long since fallen once a warrior got so close.
Gradually, Elder Usun pulled away. A gleam flashed in his eyes, and the black shadow suddenly froze, as though he had become utterly dazed.
Song Qingshu had fought Elder Usun before and knew that the black shadow had likely fallen victim to his Body Immobilization Technique. He could no longer control his body.
Elder Usun gave a sinister laugh and drew a dagger, about to step forward and