"People in the city had long known that Chan'er was the reincarnation of Golden Cicada. If I hadn't acted early that day to disrupt his plans, Chan'er would likely have already fallen victim to him," the Flower Fox Marten said.
"Who exactly are you talking about, and why does he want to kill Chan'er?" Shen Luo asked with a frown.
"This person's identity is unusual. I investigated in secret for a long time before uncovering a few traces of his background. I only know that he and the refin—watch out!" The Flower Fox Marten cried out in alarm halfway through his sentence.
As he spoke, he took a step forward, his plump body knocking Bai Xiaotian aside as he moved directly in front of Chan'er.
Shen Luo shuddered in alarm. As he spun around, he saw an almost transparent arrow silently shooting toward them from afar. It pierced through his sleeve and flew straight at Chan'er.
The transparent arrow's fletching gave a soft whistle, but its tip pierced the Flower Fox Marten's plump body with a hiss, entering through his chest and bursting through his back. Its force undiminished, it continued toward Chan'er's brow.
Chan'er's eyes widened instantly. He saw the arrowhead stop a hair's breadth before his brow, still trembling unwillingly as waves of incomparably dense Yin Baleful Qi emanated from it.
One hand shielded Chan'er while the other gripped the arrow's fletching where it had pierced his body. Blood seeped from the Flower Fox Marten's lips, yet he still wore a smile as he turned back and asked, "Are you all right?"
In his previous life, he had feared death and failed to protect Xuanzang. Now that Chan'er was in danger, how could he possibly repeat the same mistake?
A warm sensation spread across Chan'er's face. He knew