Xiao Qibo answered without hesitation, "Yes, that Sikong Jing from the Heavenly Wolf Team. When the assassin appeared, he held me back. Luckily, I managed to shake him off in the end. Otherwise, things would have been truly dangerous."
As he said this, Xiao Qibo did not blush or even break a breath, as though it were all true.
At once, Old Ling the steward seemed to have found a kindred spirit and abruptly turned to Weng Ting.
"This is simply outrageous! Young Miss, do you see now? This is what happens when you invite such worthless trash."
"You nearly got a fifth-grade battle-body genius from the Eastern Tyrant Branch killed!"
Whenever he found an opportunity, Old Ling would wildly berate Sikong Jing, furiously questioning why Weng Ting had invited such garbage.
But Weng Ting had no time to argue. Her expression suddenly changed drastically as she said in a low voice, "Oh no. Sister Meixi and Sikong Jing are still inside the Spirit Shadow Formation. If they haven't come out after so long, they may have been hunted down by the assassins too."
Although Weng Ting had doubts about Xiao Qibo's claim that Sikong Jing had held him back, now was not the time to dwell on it.
More importantly, Sikong Jing and Hua Meixi were facing assassins as well!
Thinking of this, Weng Ting shouted heavily, "Old Ling, shut down the Spirit Shadow Formation at once. Do not delay."
Because Duanmu Chun's message had warned them never to enter the formation, shutting down the Spirit Shadow Formation was now the only way to save them.
Old Ling froze at those words, looking rather unwilling, but in the end he still took out the Spirit Shadow artifact belonging to their Grand Elder.
Yet at that very moment, Xiao Qibo