Yang Yiting nodded clearly and said. "So, you can solve this trap formation?"
"Pfft, I don't need to stress myself on small formations like this." Meng Yuan sneered, and said proudly. Without turning around, he yelled. "Chang Dong!"
Before Yang Yiting could see what was happening, Chang Dong had already flew up and cut off most of the bamboo around him with a few strikes of his blade. A few seconds later, a gap appeared in front of her eyes.
For Yang Yiting, this was eye-opening. Breaking the formation turned out to be a simple task for them. But she knew that if she was here alone, she would be trapped here until she died of exhaustion.
She looked at Chang Dong with a little bit of admiration. She didn't expect that this taciturn young man was really capable. No wonder he could become a personal guard next to Meng Yuan.
