บท 48: The Spirit of the Sword

The woman gave Hong Feiyu a ferocious stare, then set her eyes on Jiang Chen, quite unkindly as well. She said, "Stay away from my brother!"

"What?" Jiang Chen was confused. He might be able to understand what she meant if Hong Feiyu were a woman. But he was a man…

He didn't know that since Hong Feiyu had made many mercenary friends before, Hong Youjun thought he was playing with her brother and only wanted to take advantage of him, too.

"Sister, Jiang Chen is different. He instructed Sister Wen Xin's swordsmanship in the Martial Saint Mountain today. You can ask her if you don't believe me," Hong Feiyu said.

Hong Youjun got along well with Wen Xin. That was why Hong Feiyu called Wen Xin "sister" instead of "princess."

"He instructed Wen Xin?"

Hong Youjun didn't believe him. Wen Xin's talent for swordsmanship was even better than hers. What gorgeous skills could this ordinary-looking youngster before her have?