"Ning Keqing..."
Huang Xianyu felt a chill in his heart; this guest elder was truly ruthless... If it were him, he'd absolutely not dare to cripple Zhang Naiqian's arm. After all, offending the entire Zhang Family would mean provoking Zhang Qinghe, who held such power in the Divine Fire Sect—how could he let this go so easily?
"Go!"
Ning Daoran flicked Zhang Naiqian's body lightly with his toe and sent him flying toward the few disciples who had been the most arrogant earlier. At the same time, Ning Daoran retracted the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation and walked over to Little Bai to examine her injuries.
The injuries weren't too serious, so he held Little Bai's hand and used the Eternal Green Technique to heal her wounds.
"Young Master..."
Little Bai bit her red lips, on the verge of tears.
At this moment, she finally realized how important she had already become in Ning Daoran's heart.
...
"Ning Daoran!"
