As he spoke, Situ Shuo charged forward with a long sword in his hand.
Originally, he just wanted to scare the bewitching man in front of him.
After all, he looked like someone completely unable to truss a chicken. With this sword thrusting forward, he would surely be scared out of his wits.
By then, how would he dare to take Mu Qingli away?
Thus, having made up his mind, Situ Shuo's sword qi roared against the wind.
Mu Qingli was shocked, not expecting her master to actually make a move.
Damn it, Shangguan Xuanyue doesn't know any martial arts at all. He's so fragile — with master's sword thrusting forward, isn't Shangguan Xuanyue's little life going to be over?
This won't do!
This man is hers!
Just as Mu Qingli thought about stepping forward to shield Shangguan Xuanyue, she noticed a flash of white by her side, followed by the sight of Shangguan Xuanyue drawing the wooden sword from behind her and moving to meet the attack.
Uh... this...
