C303 Werecat Clan

Amidst a soft rustling, a shadow flashed into existence, darting straight for Zhang Xuan's neck.

The assailant's speed was lightning-fast; anyone else would have met their demise with a single strike.

Unfortunately for them, they were up against Zhang Xuan.

"Scram!"

With a dismissive swat, Zhang Xuan sent the figure flying.

"Smack!"

The shadow was flung away