Qin Huan frowned when he saw Xiao Yan before him and asked, "Who are you?"
Before Xiao Yan could answer, a sonic boom rang out beside Qin Huan's ear, and a young girl appeared behind him. Zi Yan's violet, gemstone-like eyes were filled with fury. She had gotten along exceptionally well with Queen Medusa, and seeing Queen Medusa in such a miserable state, the force behind her punch was several times greater than usual.
Qin Huan immediately threw a punch with his left hand. He had been born with extraordinary strength. Though Zi Yan's sudden appearance had greatly shocked him, he believed that in a contest of pure brute force, he would not lose—especially when his opponent was merely a young girl.
The instant their fists collided, the violet radiance symbolizing royalty flashed across Zi Yan's body. Qin Huan's hand, twice as large as Zi Yan's, was smashed into a bloody pulp at the front by her single punch.
Qin Huan was sent flying by Zi Yan's blow, skidding across the ground for a thousand zhang.
Xiao Yan looked toward Queen Medusa and Yun Yun, asking gently, "Are you all right?"
Queen Medusa was startled. Then she realized that perhaps Xiao Yan's gentleness was not meant for her.
Held in Queen Medusa's arms, Yun Yun, whose hands were nearly crippled, stared at Xiao Yan as though a divine soldier had descended from the heavens. She was utterly astonished. "Yao Yan? Why are you here?"
Xiao Yan said nothing more. He merely took out a jade bottle, removed a medicinal pill, and handed it to Yun Yun.
Then he took out a bottle of emerald-green liquid and slowly poured it over the wounds on Yun Yun's arms.
"How do you have the strength of a Dou Emperor now? And these pills?"