As the sounds of those two slaps rang out, it was as though a paralysis curse had been cast on the Myriad Beasts disciples—they were so scared that they’d immediately frozen. The red-dressed girl was being held ransom at knife point, and the dagger had already pierced half an inch deep. A simple movement would easily slice open her neck, and even cultivators would have difficulty surviving that. At a time like this, not even those in the ninth tier had the confidence to free the girl under such circumstances, and no one dared to make any rash movements.
As for the red-dressed girl, whether it was because of the slaps she’d received or out of fear towards the dagger inside her neck, she had pretty much lost any hint of nerves and stood quietly in front of Fang Xing, too scared to make even a single movement. The manual in her hands dropped to the ground, and the manual’s title was clearly visible on the front: "Chun’hwa — Sagacious Yang."
