Lin Ke had no idea why this woman who skirted the edge of decency suddenly wanted to run.
Had she sensed that Jingang, the Golden Crow's First Prince, had arrived?
After all, Lin Ke had not only his Bamboo Staff Manifestation, but also his own wood-chopping technique and the summoning items Jingang and Wang Lin had left behind.
He had already begun summoning Jingang when Ning Caichen and Little Wa stopped the woman earlier.
Jingang had left him an armpit hair-or rather, a wing feather.
Heating it up was all it took for Jingang to sense it!
And Lin Ke's hands were very fast.
While speaking to the woman earlier, Lin Ke had been furiously rubbing the feather.
Friction generated heat!
Now, Lin Ke casually put the eighteen-centimeter flute to his lips and blew hard:
"Pheeeee!!!!!"
The sound pierced the heavens, startling the woman, Ning Caichen, and the others.
The woman instinctively darted in the other direction, trying to escape over the wall to the side.
But just then, a streak of golden light shot in from outside.
"Who dares harm my younger brother!"
Jingang's voice was filled with urgency.
At the same time, there was a trace of confusion. "Could Great Confucian Li and the others have already fallen victim to foul play?!"
Jingang's figure pierced the night like a needle, and the woman was knocked back even faster than she had fled.
At the same time, startled cries rang out from several different places.
Lin Ke listened carefully to identify them.
Butcher Zhang, Li Chungang, Shopkeeper Tong, Bai Zhantang, Bingbing, and Matchmaker.
Good grief, is everyone here an expert...? Lin Ke could not help wanting to complain.
After all, sensing what happened outside required "thoughts."
What were thoughts?
What the heart conceived!
As ideas, emotions, memories, images, and