Everyone was staring at Lu Yaobing in astonishment; no one expected that a dignified family guard of the Cheng Family couldn't defeat a little girl.
The way they fought just now was like a scene from a movie, as if it had been choreographed by a martial arts director in advance.
Cheng Xian was furious and shouted, "Useless! You can't even beat a little girl."
The family guard looked ashamed. He felt aggrieved by his defeat; the little girl clearly didn't have strong True Qi, but her moves were incredibly unpredictable. It seemed like she always knew his strikes in advance and thus strategically outmaneuvered him, preventing him from displaying his actual skills.
However, these words couldn't explain the situation; losing was losing.
Chen Xinran suddenly came back to her senses, her face growing paler. Lu Yaobing's trouble was escalating. She had attacked two people from the Cheng Family; how was this going to end?
"Elder Cheng!"
"Elder Cheng!"
