Bab 162: Prank (2)

The four people on the ground were still fast asleep. Only the weak and feeble herbalist stood beside the swordsman. They had fixed their sights on that little guy previously, but he merely sat on the ground without any movements. They did see him rub his hands due to nervousness. Other than that, he did not show any sign of attack at all.

"Don't tell me that the guy has epilepsy or some other similar illnesses?" Since they were quite far away from them, they did not realize what Shen Yanxiao had done with her hands. The swordsman had also blocked a sizable portion of her. Therefore, they did not expect that the little herbalist was the advanced warlock that everyone had dreaded!

Shen Yanxiao had mastered fifth-grade combination curses, and so she had reached the level of an advanced warlock. However, since she had no one to explain such things to her, she thought that she had only dipped a toe into the warlock's pool.