"Lu Yuanchun! Scoundrel!"
When the Grand array of the Market split open, Fairy Feixia's eyes burned with fury. Yet, unlike Lu Yuanchun, she rushed straight back into the Market in a flash of flying light.
"Junior Brother, join forces with me!"
Landing beside Lü Yang, she faced the breach head-on. "We must not let the Divine Martial Sect break into the Market…"
Lü Yang's gaze flickered toward her—surprised. Blood lined her lips, her Qi was unstable; she was clearly injured. If she fled with Lu Yuanchun, she might still survive… Yet she chose to stay.
Could she be an insider?
To Lü Yang, there were no good people in the Stain Sect. Fairy Feixia sensed his wariness and let out a weary sigh.
"There is no escape."
She lowered her voice. "The Divine Martial Sect has laid this trap for a long time. Running means certain death."
"Defending and holding out for rescue… that is our only sliver of hope!"
