At best, they would provoke each other with words. At worst, they would kill the enemy without spilling blood.
Baili Yin looked at Gu Yanfei from afar and revealed his snow-white teeth. His eyes flashed with interest.
Chu Yi stopped his horse and looked in the same direction at the same person.
Gu Yanfei continued walking as if no one was around. Her footsteps were neither fast nor slow, and even the rhythm did not change.
Yu Chaoyun watched as Gu Yanfei flew towards her. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and the smile on her face deepened.
At first glance, she looked gentle, graceful, elegant, and generous, but her eyes flickered with arrogance.
She was just waiting for Gu Yanfei to lean over and pick up the golden collar on the ground for her.
In the next moment, her smile froze on her lips. Gu Yanfei's right deerskin boot landed heavily on the golden collar on the ground.
Crack.
