Inside the inn, Ye Wushuang carried Lan Xinyu into a room and placed her on the bed.
"Xiaoo Yue, stand guard outside. Don't let anyone come in and disturb us."
Ye Wushuang called out to the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc.
The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc gave Ye Wushuang a complex look. He never would have imagined that Ye Wushuang would be willing to oppose the Zong Family for Lan Xinyu, who was merely his maid.
'Perhaps following a master like him is a stroke of good fortune!'
The Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc gave a respectful bow, then withdrew from the room.
Ye Wushuang didn't notice the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc's subtle gesture. His attention was fixed on the bed, where Lan Xinyu lay pale-faced, enduring immense pain.
A strike at the Yang Destruction Level didn't just carry a terrifying blast of energy. More importantly, its Yang Destruction Power was a type of Power of Destruction, and it was viciously tearing her body apart from the inside.
