C2027 Poison

Among them stood a middle-aged Martial Cultivator, his brow furrowed with concern. His eyes betrayed no hidden agenda, only worry.

He served as Lian Yu's guard, a warrior of the Flood Dragon rank.

Yet, bound by the rules, he was forced to stand at a distance.

In such a battle, the young lady had to rely solely on herself.

If he intervened too much, it would hinder her martial development