The terrifying battle between the two men naturally alarmed Liu Shilin and Lin Guo'er. They and Yang Ruotong came out of the villa to stand beside Yang Ruoxi. With their level of skill, however, they could hardly make anything out; at that moment, Lin Kuang and Fan Zeyu had become two phantoms, their movements utterly invisible.
"Ruoxi, how is it going? Is Lin Kuang in danger?" Yang Ruotong couldn't help but ask. She knew her sister was also quite capable, so she was the only one she could turn to. Hearing her, Lin Guo'er and Liu Shilin also fixed their gazes on Yang Ruoxi, their expressions filled with anticipation as they waited for her response.
Yang Ruoxi gave a wry smile. "It seems to be an even match for now. I can't see very clearly either. Their movements are too fast, and I can only barely catch glimpses of them." This wasn't her fault, as the gap in their abilities was simply too vast; it would have been a miracle if she could have followed their movements.
