The golden-haired Qu Yao's eyes darted, making it clear that Liu Ming and Qian Rupin were both well acquainted with the Human Clan, and thus stood unmistakably on their side.
With this thought, a cold glint flashed in her eyes as she murmured an unknown incantation in an extremely low voice.
At the tips of the two fleshy whiskers on her head, two faint silver spheres quivered slightly and then began to flicker with silver light.
"Whoosh!"
Her full head of golden hair began to dance wildly, suddenly extending and transforming into countless dense strands of golden threads that shot toward Qian Rupin as if they were arrows or bolts.
The speed of the golden strands was exceedingly fast; the sound of them piercing through the air had just begun to resonate when a large mass of golden light was already in front of Qian Rupin, seemingly about to pierce right through her.
