Nangong Wu failed to hit her mark, she continued to attack, fluttering towards Zhang Xian like a butterfly. Her slender jade hand aimed straight for Zhang Xian's throat, her first move a killing one.
"Damn..."
Zhang Xian quickly retreated and asked angrily, "Nangong Wu, what are you doing?"
"Die..."
Nangong Wu did not pause, she continued to attack.
Zhang Xian was a bit vexed and continued to dodge.
At this moment, he saw a glint of red in Nangong Wu's eyes, as enchanting as a red gemstone.
Upon noticing this, he suddenly stepped forward, pivoting around Nangong Wu and blocked her delicate waist with one hand, pressing the other against her back, he sent a surge of spiritual energy through her.
The flicker of red light in Nangong Wu's eyes indicated that she was under someone's control. This occurrence would suggest that the trench-coat man had some kind of control over her.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, Nangong Wu came to her senses and appeared a bit astonished, "I...how am I here?"
