The two men chatted and laughed, occasionally commenting on Ye Yisheng's figure and on matters of the bedchamber.
"Swoosh!"
"Roar!"
Ye Yisheng found a slight opening, and with a sword thrust both swift and fierce, she pierced below the neck of the raging rhinoceros.
The raging rhinoceros let out a pitiful roar as its limbs frantically stomped the ground. Ye Yisheng, having succeeded with her sword, quickly retreated, watching as the life swiftly drained from the raging rhinoceros.
Ye Yisheng's lips parted slightly, her chest rising and falling gently, and the breath inside her body somewhat chaotic.
The battle had just exhausted her considerably.
Her gaze shifted to the two men beside the tree, and Ye Yisheng couldn't help but grip her precious sword a bit tighter.
At this moment, the two men were approaching her. Ye Yisheng's eyes turned cold—sure enough, these two had been waiting for this opportunity all along.
