"All right, you two Daoist friends," Lin Xuance stepped in to mediate, a wry smile on his face, "Now the apocalypse hangs over us like a sword, and the Netherworld Emperor's army is upon us in no time. As for matters of the heart, maybe we can discuss those after dealing with these troubles. Let's go, we need to head to Ginkgo Village. Let's not keep the young ones waiting."
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Meanwhile, outside Ginkgo Village, on a hilltop.
A Lost Soul Mountain Bandit with cloudy eyes and a staggered gait let out a hoarse shout, swinging his rusty blade with brute force!
Xia Yi the Unrivaled didn't dodge or evade until the blade nearly touched him; he casually stepped aside, his movements as fluid as a swimming fish, as the blade and his body passed by each other. Simultaneously, he swung his iron sword with a seemingly careless sweep!
Pfft!
