The roaring finally subsided, and the Sacred Temple Knights, who had been struck dizzy, finally ca to their senses.
Before they could get angry, a neat sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and then, the miserable Sacred Temple Knights saw a hundred black-clad figures charging towards them with a nacing intent, fast and steady.
The aura emanating from these people was at least on par with their own strength!
They watched as over a hundred black-clad figures stopped neatly in front of them, and then the tall man in the lead ran up to An Yiqing, respectfully addressing her in Xuanjin Language, "Miss."
Miss? Miss my foot! Since when did Xuanjin’s noble Miss beco so formidable?!
The Sacred Temple Knights wanted to cry but had no tears left; there were so many of them, just a spit from each could drown them, let alone talk of revenge.
"What’s wrong? A few of you seem not quite satisfied with my earlier actions?"
An Yiqing’s light words made their bodies tremble. Even if they harbored discontent, they dared not show it in front of more than a hundred people.
A gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years. Lancelot lowered his eyes, a flash of malice fleeting past.
"I hope Miss An’s performance in tomorrow’s competition is as formidable as tonight’s."
"Of course, take care. I won’t see you off."
Lancelot took one last look at the imperturbable An Yiqing and left the small woods with a stomach full of anger.
"They’ve finally gone! Phew!" When the shadows of the Sacred Temple Knights could no longer be seen, Eddie’s heart settled back into his stomach, and he collapsed onto the ground.
Xia Hau, Ruan Xue, and Gu Tingting also slumped down.
Just now was the most unforgettable life-and-death mont they had ever experienced. Especially for Xia Hau, since he inherited the Purple Gold Origin Blood, it was the first ti in his life he faced life and death.
In that instant when Lancelot’s Scepter of Light was about to hit him, Xia Hau truly felt the breath of death.
"How are you guys? Are you okay?" An Yiqing crouched down, using the Clairvoyant Eye to check the bodies of Ruan Xue and the others, only breathing a sigh of relief when she confird there were no issues.
Seeing Xia Hau’s face looking rather bad, she reached out to pat his shoulder, "I understand how you feel. Years ago, when I almost died for the first ti, I looked worse than you do now."
They’re not gods; no one is unafraid of death.
"I’m fine, just a little shaken." Xia Hau forced a smile, experiencing for the first ti what power ant. In the face of such power, he didn’t even have the strength to breathe. That feeling was truly terrible.
"Being afraid of death isn’t shaful. If soone bullies you, fight back. If soone wants to kill you, kill them back. If killing them once doesn’t work, then do it a few more tis."
Seeing Xia Hau deep in thought, An Yiqing stopped speaking, knowing this was sothing he had to overco himself.
But...
An Yiqing’s gaze shifted slightly, landing on the pale-faced Gu Tingting.
"Fourth Miss Gu, how did it feel to be chased and beaten by others today?"
Gu Tingting lifted her head dejectedly, losing all her usual liveliness. She pouted pitifully but couldn’t find words. As the Fourth Miss of the First Ancient Martial Family of Xuanjin, being chased and nearly losing her life today was an embarrassnt that would be laughed at.
"... I will return and train diligently, no more slacking off..." Gu Tingting finally realized the importance of cultivation, obedient for once.
An Yiqing smiled approvingly, then suddenly looked around and frowned.
"Where’s my Big Brother? Didn’t he leave with you guys earlier?"
"Big Brother An was called away by Second Brother An for so military matters." Gu Tingting replied sullenly, a little relieved at the thought. Fortunately, An Zhihang left, otherwise, if An Yiqing hadn’t arrived in ti, wouldn’t he have perished along with them?
The thought of An Zhihang dying made Gu Tingting, who hadn’t shed a tear whether she survived or not monts ago, suddenly have red eyes and tears started falling.
An Yiqing blinked, staring at Gu Tingting for a while before turning away to send a text to An Zhihang.
"Gu Tingting is in danger, co back quickly!"
No sooner had the ssage been sent than Gu Tingting’s phone rang.
Watching Gu Tingting’s tears fall more fiercely and the smile forming at the corners of her mouth, An Yiqing nodded in satisfaction. This is how a good man should be.
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