Frightened, Zu An quickly dodged backwards. “Don’t listen to your brother’s nonsense! I am his benefactor! Other girls show sincere devotion towards their benefactors; why are you trying to stab me with your sword?”

“You are a pervert after all!” The young lady’s pretty face went completely red. She tugged at her belt with her free hand, drawing a cold and vicious flexible sword out of its scabbard, which she thrust straight at him.

Zu An had a mocking look on his face. Your waist is tiny! If you keep a flexible sword there, aren’t you scared that you’ll accidentally cut yourself in half?

Jokes aside, the sight of her gleaming sword slashing through a group of assassins in mere seconds was still fresh in his memory, and he didn’t dare act carelessly. In a panic, he used his Sunflower Phantasm to dodge to one side as he yelled, “Old man Sang! I’m going to start cursing if you don’t keep a leash on your kids!”

Sang Hong had a strange expression on his face. He had deliberately done nothing just now, amused to...