Xin Lin took a deep breath and slowly retracted her fist.
The effort had brought a flush of red to her small face.
Seeing the protectors of Huang Residence wailing on the ground, a hint of surprise flashed in Xin Lin's eyes.
She looked at her own fists.
The Ghost God Fist Second Form indeed contained some mysteries.
She had only practiced it once, capturing about thirty percent of its essence, yet she had managed to knock down a group of martial masters.
If she were to fully grasp it, facing real Xuanwu Practitioners, even multiple opponents, as long as they were not beyond the Xuanwu Fifth Realm, she would be more than capable of handling them.
"Where is your young lady?"
Xin Lin stepped on the wrist of one of the protectors, who whimpered under her foot.
"The young lady, having obtained Master Qingyu's map, has already gone to meet Lord Taichang."
"Was it your young lady who ordered you to ambush me here in secret?"
Xin Lin snorted coldly.
