The carriage shattered, the dragon horses alarmed.
Two Yin God Guardians fell seated in the stream, drenched to the bone, pale-faced, wanting to rise but unable to move due to an oppressive force weighing down upon their heads.
So, they could only watch helplessly as the Master of World Pavilion took her female disciple and leisurely departed into the distance.
Moments later.
Xie Sheng let out a soft sigh and said, "It was tough for the two of you to accompany me."
The two venerable Yin Gods, their faces grim, waited until Tang Fengshu completely disappeared from sight, only then did the majestic pressure upon their heads slowly dissipate.
Rustle rustle...
The two Protectors awkwardly rose from the stream.
"Princely Heir, what should we do with this stream and forest?"
One Protector took a deep breath, looking back at the grove and asked, "Are we truly going to just leave it here?"
"Of course, we'll leave it."
