"Dumb pig, making such a big fuss, you're definitely going to attract the Martial Emperor from the Heartless Sword Sect."
Having arrived at the Alchemy Pavilion, the purple-haired Chu Xin turned to glance in the direction of the main courtyard and murmured softly, "We need to act quickly; by the time the Martial Emperor from the Heartless Sword Sect arrives, little pig won't last long."
Then she turned back around, looking at the Alchemy Pavilion beneath her feet and thunderously dropped down.
"Who's there?"
The Guardian Elder protecting the Alchemy Pavilion, who had been watching the battle in the main courtyard, was startled by the sudden loud noise.
"Rascal?"
Turning his head and seeing the purple-haired Chu Xin, the Guardian Elder was momentarily stunned, then his expression changed drastically, and he tensely took a fighting stance.
"Old grandpa, can we make a deal?"
The purple-haired Chu Xin said with a grin, "I won't spank you if you don't hinder me, okay?"
