She might have been a little foolish, but she was not stupid. She could still tell when someone wanted to kill her.
"Senior Brother."
Watching Li Shengtian close in, Nangong Yanran swiftly retreated, trying to widen the distance between them. But she was still no match for Li Shengtian. In the blink of an eye, he was already before her.
"Junior Sister, forgive me. Die."
Li Shengtian thrust his blade forward. Wang Zhao, standing at a distance, closed her eyes as well. To be honest, she still did not want to kill this innocent and carefree junior sister of hers.
But if Nangong Yanran did not die, then they would.
"Interesting."
At that moment, Ye Lin smiled and flicked a finger. A flash of light shot out, and Li Shengtian was sent flying. His entire body smashed viciously into a distant wall, his fate unknown.
Everything happened in the time it took for sparks to fly from flint. Before anyone else could react, half of Li Shengtian's life was already gone.
"H-How is that possible?"
Wang Zhao, who had witnessed everything from afar, was utterly stunned. She looked at Ye Lin, then at Li Shengtian embedded in the distant wall, his life or death unknown, and involuntarily backed away.
Her senior brother's strength was extremely formidable—at the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm, far beyond anything she could contend with. Yet in the end, he had been crippled by a single strike from the mysterious man beside Nangong Yanran?
Just what cultivation did this mysterious man possess?
"Senior Brother... how could this be... Why did Senior Brother want to kill me?"
Nangong Yanran stood where she was, muttering in a daze. She could not accept it. Why would the senior brother who had always treated her so well want to