"Sir, don't you think your hand has reached out a bit too far?" Guardian Wu's eyes, chilly and dark, fixed on Ye Zhen who descended from the sky, while a glance at the sword scars on the ground revealed a flicker of surprise in his gaze.
Leaving everything else aside, the fact that he shattered his Fire Flame Fist Seal with a single strike indicated that he was no ordinary foe.
With a light flick of his finger, a Spiritual Gang meteor shot out, forcing the aggressive swordsman to clear a path for Uncle Liu, who had been injured all over. Uncle Liu immediately hurried over like a whirlwind, helping up Young Master Yu Ning, who had fallen to the ground from shock, not even minding the blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Young Master, how are you?"
"Uncle Liu, I... I'm okay, but Uncle Zhou, he..."
"Ah..."
Letting out a pained exclamation, Uncle Liu helped Yu Ning to his feet, and together, they bowed to Ye Zhen, saying, "We thank this hero for coming to our aid."
