"Mr. Ye, I'm here to help you!"
Before Feng Hu's hand could touch Ye Guichen, a Judge's Brush, which had blossomed like a lotus flower, was already spinning rapidly, slicing towards Feng Hu's hand.
Feng Hu was startled, not expecting Ye Guichen to have an ally. He looked up at the Judge's Brush and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Judge's Brush? Haha, such a petty trick, and you think you can ambush me?"
The hand that was reaching for Ye Guichen suddenly changed direction and grabbed towards the Judge's Brush like a phantom.
The next second, Feng Hu grabbed the handle of the Judge's Brush, gave it a shake, and the already blossomed Judge's Brush rapidly closed, with all the golden hair bunching together, transforming into an indestructible weapon.
Then, he swung the Judge's Brush outward again, throwing it back to its original direction.
The Judge's Brush instantly turned into a sharp arrow, shooting back swiftly.
Shang Wen Dong was shocked.
