Bai Suzhen's little head was full of questions. How had that arrow been shattered just now, and how had those two men been sent flying backward?
Just then, footsteps sounded. Holy Mother Wudang emerged in a black immortal gown. The moment Bai Suzhen saw her master, she understood. So Master was the one who saved me.
She immediately ran over to Wudang, hugged her leg, and called, "Master!"
"Mm." Wudang crouched and stroked her disciple's little head. Then she turned her gaze toward the two men who had fallen to the ground and were now struggling to get up. "Zhen'er, these two tried to kill you earlier. Tell me, how should we deal with them?"
At Holy Mother Wudang's words, the middle-aged swordsman and the young Daoist grew terribly tense. They could sense that, unlike Bai Suzhen, this "demoness" who had suddenly appeared possessed an aura as vast and unfathomable as an abyss. There was no way they could fight her. In other words... It's over. We're both going to die here today!
Bai Suzhen blinked at Wudang's question, then turned to look at the two men. Rather than immediately answering how they should be dealt with, she asked them, "Who are you? Why did you try to kill me?"
Hearing the little demon ask such a question, the young Daoist opened his mouth to say something, but hesitated. Just then, the middle-aged swordsman gritted his teeth and retorted, "Does a human need a reason to kill a demon?"
"Why wouldn't you? I've never even met you before. There's no grievance or hatred between us!" Bai Suzhen said innocently.
"Heh, no grievance or hatred... Does that mean we can't kill you? When your Demon Race slaughtered our Human Race back then, did you ever stop to consider that we had