When Shangguan Linlang and Xing Tian started fighting, the little child servant from Zixu Valley appeared quite unconcerned, as if he had seen such battles many times before.
He scratched his head, yawned, and then muttered, "Ah, Master predicted this again."
The little child servant had no intention of stepping forward to mediate; he simply turned around and walked towards the backyard.
Xing Tian's sudden behavior left Shangguan Linlang puzzled.
While dealing with Xing Tian's attacks, Shangguan Linlang also tried to understand the reason from him.
"Xing Tian, what kind of spell are you under? Why are you targeting me?"
Shangguan Linlang's pretty face turned somewhat grim, and her tone slightly harsh.
In response to Shangguan Linlang's question, Xing Tian did not reply. He just frowned fiercely, and his moves became increasingly fierce.
Shangguan Linlang felt that something was off about Xing Tian, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong.
