Just as Qin Liuxi was about to be besieged, Yu Changkong made a decisive call: "Da Qiong."
With the tip of his toes touching the ground, Da Qiong leapt into the air, stepped over the heads of the encircling crowd, and gracefully landed in front of Qin Liuxi with a whoosh.
Sword drawn.
"Whoever dares to approach, shall be killed."
Heh.
The populace immediately halted in their steps, their faces turning pale as they looked at the shining soft sword under the sunlight.
Swords and knives do not have eyes; who would dare to make a move?
Life is precious, but not worthwhile without money.
Sifang protected Yu Changkong from the pressing crowd and made their way to Qin Liuxi's side.
"Are you alright?" Yu Changkong looked down and asked Qin Liuxi.
Qin Liuxi replied, "There is trouble, big trouble; I've been hung on a wall."
