Whirr—
Just as Xu San's arm was about to grab Zhao Yijing, a powerful chill suddenly struck from behind him.
Xu San, with his third-level cultivation in the Heaven-reaching Realm, sensed the coldness before it was near. He immediately withdrew his hand that was moving towards Zhao Yijing and turned his head only to see Lin Chen's palm chopping towards him.
"Hmph, so it's you, the moocher. A mere ninth layer of the Spirit Gathering Realm daring to screw up my good deeds, truly seeking death."
Xu San looked at Lin Chen disdainfully and raised his hand to strike a palm towards him.
Boom—
Following the loud noise, Lin Chen somehow blocked Xu San's attack and was already by Zhao Yijing's side.
"Junior Brother Lin Chen!"
Seeing Lin Chen, Zhao Yijing's heart immediately found support, and the grievances within seemed to be released at this moment. She stepped forward and plunged into Lin Chen's embrace, feeling his strong arms, she felt immensely secure in this moment.
