Arc 3.2
In an instant, Shi Zian appeared at Shen Jiyu's side, grabbing hold of his waist before he could fall. The body that fell into his hand was heartbreakingly frail. The young lady seemed to be as light as floating silk and there was no weight to her.
Shi Zian looked at the dirty, pitiful appearance, and he felt a stabbing pain in his heart, as if his chest was about to burst open. He felt like this person was not meant to suffer any harm or inconvenience.
"Young Master." Some of the mercenary troops came a little closer but still maintained their distance. They stared at the cultivator with a little fear and bewilderment in their eyes. They had been immensely shocked when they had seen the young master who could not even care when their member was shredded by a beast, kill the level two demon beast in one strike.
