The siblings couldn't help but tightly bite their lips, knowing the hope was slim, but they had no choice, for a home was not complete without parents; otherwise, they would be orphans. Thus, they had to persist no matter what.
"What are your names?" Yang Ruxin asked, looking at the brother and sister.
"I am Du Yunpeng, eighteen this year, and that is my sister Du Man, who is fifteen," the youth said with a resonant voice. Even in such a dire situation, his demeanor showed not a hint of servility, "We have studied literature and trained in martial arts since we were young..." He had just reached this point when suddenly he spotted a whip flying towards him and swiftly performed a backflip to dodge Yang Ruxin's lash.
However, before he could regain his footing, Shuimu rushed forward and engaged Du Yunpeng in combat. But Shuimu was clearly no match for him, struggling to keep up after a dozen or so moves.
Ye San immediately charged into the fray.
