In the Shanhai Territory.
Somewhere on Mount Luwu.
In a huge, dust-filled crater, Luo Xiu and Xia Chan faced off, the tension so thick it felt as if the air itself had frozen.
Mu Xueyan walked to Luo Xiu's side and whispered, "Once the fight starts, try to stay as far away as possible."
Hearing this, Luo Xiu felt stifled but was helpless.
"Yang Zhilu is proficient in a movement technique called Animal Stance," Mu Xueyan continued. "Within a hundred meters of her, even I can hardly keep up with her speed."
As she spoke, she glanced at Luo Xiu and added indifferently, "If you're nearby, you'll only get in the way. I'd have to divide my attention to protect you."
Luo Xiu's face darkened. Does this woman have to be so brutally blunt?
"So, you're worried about me?"
Mu Xueyan chuckled, a trace of disdain on her incomparably beautiful face. "I only promised your Third Senior Sister that I would ensure your safety on this trip."
