Yang Ruxin's eyes narrowed slightly, immediately flashing a hint of murderous intent. However, before her whip could strike, a treasure sword flew diagonally and knocked down Chai Huan's sword.
Shadow Three descended from the sky, caught his treasure sword, glanced at Chai Huan, but said nothing, and retreated to the side. He had been careless just now, after all, Chai Huan belonged to the young master, but he hadn't expected Chai Huan to be so foolish. Fortunately, the young mistress wasn't harmed, otherwise...
Just as Shadow Three steadied himself, a streak of green light flew in from outside.
"Xiaolun," Yang Ruxin called out urgently. This Chai Huan indeed deserved to die, but she couldn't be the one to take action. Since Chai Huan was one of Gu Qingheng's people, it was best to leave her fate to him.
