With the swiftness of a startled swan, Lin Tang's sword thrust forward.
SHLICK—
Devout Granny bled profusely as she collapsed, her face paling in shock. She was completely bewildered. How... did I not dodge that?
Lin Tang was about to finish her off when he heard a scream. He spun around and saw Wei Zichu and the others covered in a dense swarm of insects. If he didn't rescue them immediately, they might not die, but they would surely be disfigured beyond recognition. So, he immediately turned back and, with a series of swishes, unleashed a dense rain of sword strikes. Wherever his sword passed, insects dropped like raindrops, dying swiftly. By the time he had exterminated all the bugs, Devout Granny had already taken the opportunity to escape.
