Looking at Li Xiaoyao, whose face showed not the slightest ripple of emotion, Lin Xiao sneered, "Let's see how long you can keep up this act."
In Xuan Country, two major Sects joined forces against Li Xiaoyao—a disparity in power that almost certainly doomed Li Xiaoyao to no chance of survival.
The nine disciples of Xuan Sect had long since lost heart; even if they had immense confidence in Li Xiaoyao, in such a situation, not even a superhero could turn the tide.
The nine disciples all wore different expressions. Ye Yisheng walked up to Li Xiaoyao's side, her pretty face filled with determination, and said, "Uncle Master Li, I will help you!"
A few disciples harbored thoughts of self-preservation, muttering softly, "In this situation, it's more important to save our own skins. Plus, Hehuan Sect has promised not to involve us—why suffer for nothing, Senior Sister Ye?"
