"Fang Xing, the enmity between us formed from your insult will be sorted out today!" a woman's clear voice rang out from around ten feet away, and some of the black smog was torn apart by a gust of powerful wind. Within the smog was a purple-dressed woman with a zither in her hands and loathing on her face. Her left hand held the zither while the right heavily plucked a few strings, causing a few tzin sounds to pierce hatefully towards Fang Xing like swords and lances.
"Stupid bi*ch, you really think I don't dare to kill you?" When he saw even Ye Gu'yin had come to join in, Fang Xing let out a loud roar and pulled out his one-legged-man lance before slamming it towards Ye Gu'yin.
As it so happened, the notes from Ye Gu'yin's zither ended up being blocked by the statue with such great force that the Refined Iron covering the statue was split open, revealing an antique-looking guqin—the Phoenix-Fear Guqin.
Gahgaga….
