Inside the room, Cai Huang's expression flickered uncertainly.
At this moment, his breath had only recovered to about seventy percent.
Even at full strength, he knew he was no match for Jiao Zhu.
But Cai Huang was not completely oblivious to the events outside the window; he perceived the clash of power between Wu Hen and Jiao Zhu.
Unexpectedly to Cai Huang, Wu Hen managed to battle Jiao Zhu for so long without losing the upper hand; the strength he displayed was already very close to his own, even though he was injured.
How could he not understand his own predicament? To not act was to die, but to act might give him a chance to live.
He just wanted to observe the situation a bit longer, as long as the situation seemed favorable to him.
However, Cai Ni didn't give him a chance to observe; seeing her thin sword about to pierce into a tender neck, Cai Huang finally couldn't sit still.
