It's unclear whether the opponent intentionally avoided it, or if it was Xia Xiaoman's luck.
Yi Lin was standing, and she was sitting.
She was holding onto Yi Lin's legs, her head just at Yi Lin's waist.
The sword that pierced through Yi Lin's shoulder swooshed past Xia Xiaoman's head.
It wasn't until the warm blood dripped onto her from above that Xia Xiaoman realized her senior brother was injured.
Yi Lin covered his bleeding shoulder with his left hand, his injured arm hanging weakly, while making a "calm down" gesture to Xia Xiaoman behind him.
"This is not how you should treat a junior brother, my Elder Sister Chao."
Yi Lin smiled instead of getting angry, looking at the figure approaching through the air.
The light of the sword that pierced Yi Lin's shoulder spun in the air at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, floating once again behind the newcomer.
It was Chao Rushuang!
