Long Chen stood between Bing Xi and Zhan Feng, shielding him from Bing Xi's killing blow. Had he not intervened in time, it wouldn't have been long before everyone present had been slaughtered.
His brows furrowed, disappointment apparent in his eyes, "I didn't think that one day I would have to point my sword you of all people"
Bing Xi grit her teeth at Long Chen's words, but quickly composed herself to her usual cold expression.
Seeing this, Long Chen sighed to himself, still holding his sword.
He recalled when Bing Xi was just a child abandoned at the foot of a mountain by her parents. She would have likely become food for the wild beasts out there had she not been found by a passing cultivator, who was the previous master of the Frost Sword Peak.
Now, the child grew to the point of pointing her fangs at the ones who had taken her in and raised her.
