Nothing was sadder than a heart that had died.
The two girls seemed to have resigned themselves to their fate. Not only had they fallen into the hands of brigands, they had even dragged two boys in the bloom of youth down with them.
The two bare-chested men beside the carriage seemed to have read the girls' thoughts as well. With savage grins, they reached out, seized the girls by the shoulders, and began tearing at their clothes.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua ignored the warning looks from the four mounted men before him. Two of them had even turned their horses around to face him. With a tap of his feet against the stirrups, borrowing the horse's momentum, he sprang from the saddle, sailed straight over the four men's heads like a great bird, and flew toward the carriage.
Given Zhang Xiaohua's current level of lightness skill, he ordinarily could not have moved with such effortless grace. But he had been sitting on horseback and had borrowed the horse's momentum.
Though he was poor at executing lightness skills, he knew plenty of their tricks. Since he could easily fly through the air, controlling his body and his landing point was extremely easy for him. Besides, if all else failed, he could use the Floating Technique. He could not possibly make a fool of himself just after drawing his blade to help someone.
Yet when Zhang Xiaohua reached the air above the carriage and the two bandits' heads, he had no idea what to do. The Big Dipper Divine Fist had no downward strikes, and the sword techniques in his left hand were all face-to-face moves. How was he supposed to defeat enemies from directly overhead?
In his haste, Zhang Xiaohua could think of no good solution. He could only execute