"Stop!"
Just as Yun Xiao was sinking into despair, unable to make the slightest move, a cold and clear voice suddenly came from somewhere. A jade hand then swiftly reached out and surprisingly grabbed hold of the long whip that was about to strike Shang Li's face.
"Is this... Shen Xingmou?"
From that previous voice, Yun Xiao felt an incredible sense of familiarity. As he followed the long whip back to its source, he saw a familiar silhouette. Though her face was still veiled by a thin scarf, he recognized her at first glance as the talented beauty from Star-picking Tower, with whom he had once had skin-to-skin contact: Shen Xingmou!
"Miss Shen Xingmou!"
Seeing this black-clad figure appear, Xue Qi's expression showed some change, while the tall, thin elder quickly stepped forward, bowing respectfully to Shen Xingmou with exceedingly respectful words.
