The moment the courtyard gate was pushed open, Zhao Zuo was instantly on alert. He immediately stopped practicing the Golden Body Technique, sidestepped twice to grab his Taoist Robe and throw it on, while simultaneously tightening his grip on the hilt of his Hidden Blade Giant Sword.
In an instant, Zhao Zuo came to several conclusions. 'No matter who it is or how powerful they are, I won't just wait to be killed. Even if I die... I have to wound them as severely as possible.'
Zhao Zuo stared vigilantly toward the courtyard gate. A figure in a green Taoist Robe appeared in his line of sight. Her oval face seemed to hold both sadness and surprise, her black hair was draped casually over her shoulders, and her skin was as white as snow. It was Shen Yunjiao.
