Chapter 8. It’s the first time for both, no experience
In the woods, noises abounded—it was probably Ling Xiaoyue and Li Ruyu still fighting.
Now, Fang Zhou had two options: one was to wait right there until the two women resolved their battle, and the other was to turn around and leave, the farther the better.
Although Ling Xiaoyue had once saved him, this woman was also a hooligan. Fang Zhou was quite afraid that if she won, she would execute him on the spot, and that would be a cry for help unheard by heaven and earth.
As Fang Zhou hesitated, suddenly, a rapid rattling noise approached, followed by a figure who burst out from the dense forest and slammed into a tree trunk before stopping.
That figure was Li Ruyu, whose appearance was extremely disheveled; hair unkempt, clothes in tatters. Her originally beautiful face was now bruised and swollen, with several new wounds.
Ling Xiaoyue strolled out from amongst the trees, her pure white robe unblemished, seemingly glowing under the moonlight. She hooked a wine pot with her slender, jade-like little finger, swaying it as she walked.
The difference between the two was immediately clear, leaving Fang Zhou no need for choice.
Ling Xiaoyue noticed the four Xuanji Sect disciples unconscious on the ground and with a delicate frown showed a hint of surprise: "Quite capable, huh."
She could tell Fang Zhou had no cultivation base, just a normal young man; yet, she didn't expect him to have defeated four Qi Refining Realm cultivators.
Just as Fang Zhou was about to humbly deflect, Ling Xiaoyue added meaningfully, "With such capability, no wonder they tried to occupy your body. Seems you're really something. Take off your clothes and let your master check how 'capable' you are."
Fang Zhou's face darkened instantly, this hooligan wasn't much better than Li Ruyu.