Lost in thought, Sang Luo didn't notice the two figures approaching.
"Stop! Don't you dare touch the Master!"
A resonant, angry roar made her heart jump, and she almost tumbled from the Ice Coffin.
Fei Yuan intercepted Cang Qian, who looked ready to strike, and chided him sharply. "Take a good look! Luo'er isn't doing anything. Have you lost your mind? Don't scare her!"
Cang Qian took a deep breath, his own breathing gradually steadying. His hawklike eyes remained locked on Sang Luo above him. "Get down!"
Seeing the two of them, Sang Luo leaped down from the Ice Coffin and went to Fei Yuan's side. "I stumbled in here by accident," she explained. "The Northern Beast Emperor had vile intentions for me, so I came here to hide."
Fei Yuan kicked Cang Qian, nearly knocking the large, powerfully built man—who stood nearly two meters tall—to the ground. "I show you respect by calling you 'Senior Brother,' and you have the gall to go after my woman?"
