Chu Qianli couldn't be blamed for being so anxious.
For the approaching person moved so swiftly, their rustling made it clear they harbored ill intentions.
It might be an assassin.
Even her vigilance had been dulled, all because of the Soft Bone Powder.
By the time Chu Qianli heard the noise, the person was already very close to them.
Although Fu Ning's skills were not as profound as hers and she failed to detect the anomaly immediately,
she sprang to action as soon as she heard Chu Qianli's call, throwing her body in front of Chu Qianli's small tent.
With a whoosh, the other party sent a palm strike their way.
Fu Ning instantly raised her hand to meet the blow and whispered urgently, "Miss, hurry!"
But as soon as she began to speak, the power of the opponent's palm increased in a split second.
With a bang, Fu Ning was sent flying by that palm strike.
The tent behind her, where Chu Qianli was,
also collapsed from the force, entangling the person inside in the fabric.
