Ouyang Qing's figure appeared quietly at the garden's arched entrance amidst the sound of a bell, her face covered by white gauze, her figure slim, with a longsword with a white tassel hanging upside down behind her.
"Greetings to Brother Zhou," Ouyang Qing revealed a tender smile and nodded slightly with her head lowered.
"Ouyang Qing... even with two at the Third Layer, if this old man wants to escape, who among you can stop me?" Zhou Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Just the two of us, naturally we can't stop Brother Zhou," Kong Yuhui, however, was confident.
Lin Xin, who was in the crowd, tensed up. He had thought he wouldn't need to take action, but now he realized that Zhou Jing was still formidable despite being poisoned.
Gently gripping the hilt, he slowly stood up.
Cheng Ruofei and Jiang Yue'er were hiding in front of him, intently watching the changes in the scene, completely unaware of his movements.
Hiss...
