"What!"
Jin's eyes widened instantly, alert to the magical disturbance around.
The next moment, a mass of purple thorns rapidly grew and spread from the ground and railings, attacking Jin from all directions.
A flash of light, an eerie purple shield enveloped Jin's entire body.
The thorns touched the purple shield and immediately turned to dust, as if touching a blazing flame, vanishing without a trace.
"Your reaction is really fast. Lovely Miss Enchanting Demon, do you have any last words you want to say?"
With that, Yang Yu drew his sword and pointed at Jin.
"Wait, Your Highness Yang Yu, why has it come to this!
What Enchanting Demon, I'm truly a human!
Weren't we just practicing dancing? Why suddenly attack?
I'm very timid, don't bully me."
Jin whimpered softly, her eyes filled with tears.
Yang Yu, like a worldly monk who sees through human affairs, remained unmoved.
