"Aw! Little Ming is really cool, hehe!" Master Huan suddenly declared with a fawning chuckle. Due to the emotional blow and embarrassment, he felt a strange mighty disposition unconsciously released by Xiao Ming.
Xiao Ming still had furrowed brows as he pondered on why the lively dancing sword spirit suddenly became a meek child. he also found it strange that this little talkative was previously rosy but presently his face had turned pale. What was strange was that he wasn't aware of his soul's forceful attack towards the intruding master Huan. Master Huan had yet to obtain the recognition of Xiao Ming's will and his soul was definitely not going to endure his presence.
