A thick mist hung over the water in the distance. There was no response.
Yang Lian'Er positioned herself to shield Wu Mengchan, slowly drawing her personal dagger. Her expression was solemn as she whispered a question.
"Is something wrong?"
Wu Liangchen smiled. "Yes, but don't worry. I've got this."
Despite his words, Yang Lian'Er's muscles tensed up, and a light sweat broke out on her palms.
This was Yang Lian'Er's first time facing an enemy after reaching the second realm, so besides nervousness, there was also a hint of excitement.
'I'm finally no longer a useless burden. Even if I can't fight side-by-side with Wu Liangchen yet, I can at least protect Mengchan and myself.'
Yang Lian'Er had a clear understanding of her own strength. She knew that the greatest help she could be to Wu Liangchen was to not get in his way and to do her utmost to protect Mengchan and herself.
Just then, a light breeze blew past. The mist swirled, and two figures gradually emerged from within.
