"Brother!"
A fiery red dress swept across the snow, dazzling like a flash of flame.
Xin moved with blinding speed, and in an instant, she drew her blade crosswise in front of Wang Junze, her gaze toward Jing Yuan and Nini full of murderous intent.
She didn't know exactly what had happened before, but it was clear to her that Wang Junze was now extremely weak—this was when he most needed protection. And the culprits behind all this, without question, were Jing Yuan and the other two.
Yet Nini and Ah-Man paid no mind to Xin's hostility; they simply stepped forward to help Jing Yuan to his feet.
"Brother Wang, now I'm seriously injured, and you've exhausted your strength as well, but this battle isn't over yet... Tell me, who do you think will win?"
Jing Yuan's injuries were grave, but he still wore a smile. He showed no hint of panic, speaking in a gentle tone.
