Outside Shanxia City.
Luo Qingxian and the other girls stared warily at the Wandering Fist King who was staggering toward them.
Dou Dou suddenly took a step forward, a sword in one hand and an umbrella in the other, puffing herself up in a cutesy fierce way as she said, "Come on then! Don't think Dou Dou's scared of you!"
Tu Tu clenched her two tender little fists and immediately stepped up to pose, "Tu Tu's not scared of you either!"
In terms of momentum, these two several-hundred-year-old little lolis had it completely under control, not losing out in the slightest.
And honestly, even if it really came to blows, with Tu Tu around, given the Wandering Fist King's current state, he wouldn't be able to take any advantage anyway.
However—
Beyond everyone's expectations, the Wandering Fist King was quiet as if he were the only one left in this world. He walked straight forward, brushed past the girls, and didn't acknowledge any of them.
