"Ah...…"
Just as Hou Yuxiao was about to speak, a sudden scream rang out, and both he and Gao Changlong hurriedly turned their heads to look. They discovered that the scream had come from a White Feather Guard who had just been carrying Zhantai Wuyuan.
"What happened?"
Bang...…
"This little beast's dagger, it can actually break through my True Qi!"
Approaching, Hou Yuxiao and Gao Changlong saw Zhantai Wuyuan holding a dagger radiating with spiritual light, with a trace of blood on it. Despite being flung two meters away by a palm strike from the White Feather Guard, the boy's youthful face was still filled with a fierce expression.
The White Feather Guard was clutching his thigh, with blood seeping through his fingers.
"Hou Yuxiao, I, the Saint Heir, will never submit to you. If you have the guts, just kill me. Aunt and Grandpa Duanmu will definitely avenge me!"
