Huo Yunyi raised his eyebrows slightly, merely lifting his hand.
"Crash!"
The door flying towards them shattered into pieces midway, scattering to the ground.
Lin Huaijin sat in his place, still shaken, but found that not even a dish was disturbed.
"Uninvited guests are certainly foes, not friends." Xiang Shaoyu slowly stood up, his tone icy, yet his demeanor relaxed. "Uncle Lin, please wait a moment."
"Ah? Oh oh..." Lin Huaijin was still confused.
Then, as the dust settled, two towering figures gradually appeared in his view.
The two guards were clad in silver armor, holding a long spear in hand, their eyes coldly fixed on Lin Huaijin.
Xiang Shaoyu's gaze landed on the spear, raising an eyebrow towards Huo Yunyi: "Your specialty, can you handle it alone?"
"More than enough." Huo Yunyi picked up the spear placed beside him, "I've not halted my training during this period."
