A youth with furious eyes as if Baili An had slain his own parents, unsheathed a broken sword from its scabbard, its spirit suddenly visible, thrusting straight toward Baili An's heart.
A disciple from a Righteous Sect, actually made his move without hesitation, without inquiring about the cause and consequence, set out to kill with his first strike!
The small deer beneath Baili An's feet bared its teeth in anger.
A pillar of golden light directly shattered the youth's broken sword into pieces.
Lin Guiyuan had, at some point, removed the gold vine hairpin from his hair, and in the twinkling of light, it transformed into a magnificent golden spear.
The spear tip pointed slightly downward, and a few loose strands of hair fell on Lin Guiyuan's cheeks, his dark eyes not retaining their previous warmth beneath the falling strands.
