The light of the moon was blocked by the white cloud, giving off an eerie vibe with the appearance of those mythical guards. However, her eyes shone brightly, flickered with hatred and revenged. Her black night hair was fluttered by the harsh wind that suddenly blew past them.
Senja looked at her father with murderous intent.
Wang Yu turned around to kill his daughter upon hearing her last comment, but stopped himself when he saw his daughter eyes.
The indescribable chill and murderous aura emanated from his daughter that made chill ran down Wang Yu's spine when his daughter stared at him, he shivered involuntarily.
A moment later, the sound of swords being brandished filled the air.
His daughter lunged toward him with sword in her hand and a serious expression on her face as she knelt on the ground and swept the sword, aiming his feet.
