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"Who are you?" she asked the young man who had grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the middle of the battle.
They were everywhere, the ground soaked with blood. Streams trickled over the earth as both humans and beasts fell in combat. At this point, the sides seemed evenly matched—yet Yan Xiaobao knew better.
When the sky rose high above, Wan Qiao soared upwards, and the bald man cursed as the bird unleashed strike after strike of golden attacks. He made no attempt to hit her, and a mocking smile could be seen on the face of the Single-Horned Jasmine Hawk.
"I am Yan Xiaobao, nice to meet you. Now follow me and stay low," Yan Xiaobao whispered, as he discovered a small patch of unspoiled vegetation and immediately moved toward it. He hoped to use the tall grass to shield himself and his new companion.
