Staring at the Rules for Disciples pressing down toward him, Zhuge Yuan was filled with utter despair, his body unable to move at all.
Now, the difference in strength between himself and the enemy was simply too great; he didn't have the slightest chance to escape.
But in that instant when the book landed on his face, Zhuge Yuan suddenly felt a surge of warmth in his chest.
The next moment, unbelievably, the opponent was inexplicably bounced away, and Zhuge Yuan could move again.
Stunned for a moment, Zhuge Yuan lowered his head to look at his chest, only to see a blurry beast's head radiating white light that was gradually fading.
Zhuge Yuan recognized that beast's head, and couldn't help blurting out, "Master?"
That head was the face of the Master who had taught him and raised him in the village.
Zhuge Yuan's heart warmed; clearly, Master hadn't truly let him wander freely, and had secretly left a safeguard on him.
