Liang Lie's brows knitted tightly. He was cautious by nature, but that did not mean he was timid or afraid of trouble. He merely had some reservations about Jiang Ying; he was not afraid of him.
"Such big talk! I don't care what sect or faction you belong to. You have no place interfering today. Even if you can stop me, who else here can stop my junior brother?" Liang Lie knew that the man before him was no weaker than he was, and might even be slightly stronger, but defeating him would be no easy task. At their level, fighting for days and nights without a victor was perfectly normal.
He could hold the other man off, while everyone present who could stop his junior brother, Du Tianchou, was gravely injured. The situation had not changed.
Huang Xiao withdrew his energy and rose, saying quietly to Zhao Xin'er, "Miss Zhao, circulate your energy and regulate your breathing a little longer, and you'll recover most of your strength."
"No. Unless Du Tianchou dies, the people of my Heavenly Mountain Pavilion will surely meet his murderous hand." As she spoke, Zhao Xin'er prepared to rise.
Huang Xiao hurriedly pressed down on Zhao Xin'er's shoulder and said, "Miss Zhao, you mustn't. You only need to regulate your breathing for a little while to recover most of your strength. Right now, you still aren't strong enough to deal with Du Tianchou. If you fight now, all your previous efforts will go to waste."
"Let go!" Zhao Xin'er struggled, but Huang Xiao held her down, preventing her from rising. Her delicate face turned cold as she snapped at him.
"Miss Zhao, you can't even break free of me. How could you possibly be a match for Du Tianchou?" Huang Xiao said softly. "Don't worry.