Mu Da stared at Mo Xian, then gave a wave of his hand. A man immediately leaped down from his horse. The man was tall, not particularly heavy but solidly built, and wielded a single-bladed saber. In just a few strides, he reached Mo Xian, sneering at her as if she were completely beneath his notice. Mo Xian was not considered short for a woman, but compared to this man, she appeared frail and slender.
Mo Xian looked at the man standing before her, thinking: I can still handle this one.
She let out a soft breath, planted her feet, and looked back at him with a gaze growing steadily more confident.
Chapter 30