Even though An Mingji utilized his own cultivation, standing motionless, he was still forced to change positions by Gu Jin, who suppressed him with her cultivation.
"Hiss!"
A frustrated cry of pain rang out.
An Mingji was hugged tightly, and their positions were swapped because of Gu Jin.
In his line of sight, he saw Mao Minlan standing behind Gu Jin, her face full of madness, her hands clenching Gu Jin's hair.
Gu Jin's hair was being pulled so hard that everyone around could feel the pain, but Gu Jin seemed oblivious to it, looking worriedly at An Mingji before her.
Just moments ago, she had seen a stranger woman madly launch a sneak attack on An Mingji, with no time to think, her first instinct was to rush forward and protect her dear one.
She forgot her own cultivation, and also forgot An Mingji had means to protect himself.
Every action was entirely instinctive.
