His voice was like thunder, his aura like a rainbow.
Liu Yitong strode forward.
"Brother Liu?!" Xu Yanran's eyes grew warm when she saw who it was.
Liu Yitong smirked pretentiously. "Junior Sister, it looks like I'm not too late."
The Northwest Four Ghosts stared at Liu Yitong with grim expressions.
"Who is this idiot?"
"No idea!"
"Kill him!"
The four weren't nearly as polite to men. Licking their lips with a bloodthirsty gleam in their eyes, they all charged at Liu Yitong.
"You're courting death!" Liu Yitong's skills were mediocre, but his ability to pose was another matter entirely. He wielded a sharp sword with flashy moves and actually managed to block the four's attacks for a moment. "You dare touch my Junior Sister without asking me, Liu Yitong?"
Liu Yitong shouted fiercely, his sword sweeping out to force back the Third and Fourth Brother.
