Although Gu Yue had prepared herself, the pressure of a level-99 Limit Douluo at such close range still made her breath catch. She drew a deep breath, looked at the furious older sister before her, and said evenly, "Ancestor Wutong, there's no question that Wulin likes me. And I like him too. So you can leave now."
Gu Yue had meant no mockery; she was simply stating the facts calmly. But to Tang Wutong, it sounded like the greatest provocation imaginable. She had fought with everything she had to descend from the Divine Realm, risking losing contact with it, and had even used the top-tier Battle Armor Zhen Hua had forged to race across a thousand miles, all to protect her little brother. Yet this Gu Yue had the nerve to dismiss her in that almost "charitable" tone. She was practically mocking her for meddling as his older sister!
"You—!" Tang Wutong felt hot blood rush straight to her head. Her pink-and-blue Battle Armor instantly erupted with dazzling light. "What nerve! Since you're so confident, let me see whether you have what it takes to protect him!"
Before her words had faded, the terrifying pressure of a level-99 Limit Douluo bore down on Gu Yue like mountains collapsing and tidal waves crashing ashore.
"Sis, don't you dare hit Gu Yue!"
At that hair's-breadth moment, Tang Wulin spread his arms without a second thought and planted himself firmly in front of Gu Yue like a little beast guarding its food.
Looking at her little brother shielding Gu Yue so completely, Tang Wutong simply could not bring down her raised hand. The sight of Tang Wulin looking ready to oppose even his own sister for Gu Yue brought to mind how their mother, Xiao Wu, had once risked everything for their father,