Sword Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi, who nodded. Sword Douluo then reined in his Title Douluo aura.
Before withdrawing it, however, Sword Douluo, whose anger had yet to subside, could not help but snort coldly. The Soul Power pressure enveloping Shi Nian surged violently and slammed into Shi Nian, who was already sprawled on the ground.
Pfft—Shi Nian, utterly unable to resist, spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot. He had clearly suffered severe injuries.
Seeing this, Salas merely shook his head and said nothing further.
As long as Shi Nian was alive, his objective had been achieved. There was no need to provoke Sword Douluo any further, especially when the latter was clearly still furious.
A grandfather doting on his granddaughter had quite the temper. Not someone to be trifled with.
Collecting his thoughts slightly, Salas remained calm. He acted as though he had not seen Sword Douluo angrily inflict grievous injuries upon Shi Nian, then turned his gaze to Ning Fengzhi and began answering his earlier question.
"Sect Master Ning, do not throw accusations around. When did I ever say I intended to shield Shi Nian? On the contrary, I came here under orders to apprehend him."
Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, seemingly surprised.
"Under orders? Whose orders?"
"Of course, under—" Salas straightened his expression and was about to name the person whose orders he followed when a warm, gentle voice suddenly rang out from beside him, taking over his words.
"Of course, under my orders."
At those words, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo turned to look to the side.
In the forest to the right of the group, a handsome young man in fitted black clothing stepped out. He stood tall and straight, carrying a warm and peaceful temperament.
Behind him followed ten Spirit