A sleeve swiftly appeared from the side, perfectly blocking the splattering blood in front of her.
At the same time, Baili An quickly put away the Divination tool.
As the sleeve became stained with blood and a hint of green appeared, Yun Rong's pupils shrank sharply, and without hesitation, she drew her sword and cut off his sleeve.
The arm around her waist did not loosen, as a cold yet unusually gentle breath whispered in her ear:
"Based on my observation, this ghoul army is being manipulated by someone in the shadows. Do not be careless. If a Divine Thought attaches itself to a ghoul, that ghoul can undergo a mutation, becoming extremely troublesome and insidious."
As he spoke, the cool breath Baili An exhaled softly landed on the edge of her ear, tickling her slightly.
In such an intense, self-engrossed chaotic battle, his reaction speed was astonishingly quick, as if...
From the moment the battle began, his gaze was constantly upon her.
