Ye Qingchen's brow furrowed tightly at the sight. With swift footwork, he dodged the pincer attack from Uncle Wang and Old Cui. They were stunned that he had managed to evade their combined assault.
Old Cui's expression darkened, and he charged forward again. The weapon in his hand emanated a chilling aura as it aimed straight for Ye Qingchen's throat. This time, Ye Qingchen didn't dodge, meeting Old Cui's weapon with his own.
CLANG!
The two weapons collided fiercely.
Ye Qingchen was forced back several steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His stance faltered, and he nearly toppled over.
Seeing this, Uncle Wang and Old Cui exchanged a glance, their attacks growing even more frenzied as they pressed toward Ye Qingchen.
Ye Qingchen watched their onslaught and took a deep breath.
"Willow Curtain Drooping Green!"
