"No!" Ping Yang gripped her spear rightly. She hoped that she could be faster, for she wanted to stop the attacks even if it meant sacrificing herself.
However, she was barely as strong as a Sage, so this was her maximum speed.
She was overwhelmed with rage, hatred, and despair.
She had thought that things were getting better, but she didn't expect it to change for the worse in the blink of an eye.
They were too careless!
Why would the leader of Ling Yun Tower spend so much time telling them about stories in the past? Nevertheless, the story was so interesting that she wanted to keep listening.
Time appeared to have frozen at this moment. Ping Yang heard nothing but the wind as she blamed herself for being useless and failing to notice Qian Ye's sneak attack, because she was too focused on her story.
Ping Yang was filled with regrets as the golden sunlight descended, but she didn't close her eyes.
