At that moment, the once vibrant leaves withered and scattered. Qin Xueru's attack was completely neutralized, and a palmful of green leaves struck her chest. Her body flew backward, crashing heavily into a nearby tree trunk before falling to the ground.
He Yong snorted coldly. "Hmph, Qin Xueru, I told you long ago not to try resisting. But you refused to listen. If you had obediently submitted to our young master sooner, would you have needed to suffer like this?"
Qin Xueru spat viciously. "Peh!"
"Heh, still refusing to submit? Seize her and bring her back. Once she gets into the young master's bed, let's see how she keeps yapping." He Yong laughed lewdly.
After speaking, He Yong waved his hand, and several of his subordinates quickly stepped forward, intending to take Qin Xueru away.
However, at that very moment, an astonishing wave of true qi suddenly swept over them. Immediately afterward, an immense pressure descended, instantly stopping He Yong's men in their tracks.
"Who is it?!"
"What's going on?!" He Yong and the others were all baffled.
Yang Chen's Divine Movement appeared at once, leaving all the female disciples staring wide-eyed in shock. Even Qin Xueru was no exception.
Seeing that none of her friends had been willing to help her, Qin Xueru might have appeared calm on the surface, but how could she not have felt disappointed in her heart?
By this point, though, she could no longer say anything. Yet she had never expected that the person who came to save her would be Yang Chen, someone with whom she had only exchanged nods in passing!
"Junior Brother Yang Chen..." Qin Xueru's body trembled slightly.
"Why is this guy so eager to court death? He dares meddle in other people's business. Does he really think he can