Swish!
Thunk!
A knife passed by, landing on the ground in front of Nan Hua. The next moment, a woman in black clothing dashed towards Nan Hua with her sickle like weapon.
Swish! Clang!
Nan Hua narrowed her eyes and twisted her body before raising her dagger, using it to protect her arm. Her reaction speed was top notch. There was not even a moment of hesitation or even worry.
At this moment, Nan Hua was exceedingly calm and composed.
The woman's eyes gleamed and she jumped back.
'Chen Yuan's right hand.'
Nan Hua had seen the other party a few times in the past. This woman had been accompanying Chen Yuan in many matters and most of the time, Nan Hua would see her protecting Chen Yuan.
Being a blind person, it was not easy for Chen Yuan to interact as if she could see on daily basis.
And in terms of protection, it was clear that this young woman one of few who was the best at it. Her sickle like weapon moved rapidly as she tried to get close to Nan Hua, trying to break her defense.
Clang!
Nan Hua was not even thinking as she raised her hand, blocking the attack. Her eyes flickered slightly as she suddenly moved her body and parried the woman's next attack before kicking her straight on her stomach.
Thump!
*cough*
Rolling on the ground, the woman looked at Nan Hua with complicated mood. It was then she saw Nan Hua took out the necklace that Chen Yuan gave to her. She looked at it once more before dropping one knee to the ground.
No matter how unwilling she was, she knew that the rule would never change.
She could never have any emotions towards the masters she served because their lives were always in constant danger. When the next leader was selected, she would have to serve the leader.
Without fail.
"Lan Fei Lin greets Master."
Nan Hua looked at the necklace and then at Lan Fei Lin front of her. Truth to be told, she had long known about this necklace, even before Chen Yuan gave it to her and included the explanation in the scroll.
She even suspected that Chen Yuan was not the one who write it.
The bamboo scroll was older than that.
It must have been from the previous leaders or even the previous one before that.
"Get up."
"Yes, Master."
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