Catching a glimpse of his movement, Luo Qingtong's eyes flashed fiercely, ready to make a move.
Just at this moment, a scolding voice suddenly came from outside.
"Sima Jue, you lowlife, how dare you try to run away!"
Upon hearing this voice, Luo Qingtong instantly knew that the figure rushing in was not after her. She immediately withdrew the power she was about to unleash, cradled Little Netherworld Venerate in her arms, and pivoted to dodge the oncoming figure.
As that person charged in, they had already spotted Luo Qingtong, but the distance between them was so short and the rush so sudden that there was no stopping in time.
As Luo Qingtong sidestepped, the figure staggered forward a couple of steps before stopping.
"You..." As they brushed past each other, his hand unexpectedly grazed Luo Qingtong's arm, and in an instant, Sima Jue's complexion changed dramatically.
At the same time, Luo Qingtong also felt something off about her arm.
