C205 Grade 24 Samsara Purple Lotus

"I didn't even mount a horse, and yet you're telling me to dismount."

"Are you out of your mind?"

Yang Jiao chuckled.

"Good grief... you're infuriating."

Zhang Guifang spurred her warhorse into action.

Brandishing her spear, she charged at Yang Jiao.

Yang Jiao braced himself for the confrontation, but suddenly, the unexpected occurred.

A golden feather transformed into a razor-sharp sword