They had finally grown closer after all the coaxing and flirting along the way, only for a bolt from the blue to ruin everything. Anyone in their shoes would be furious.
With an angry roar, Lu Chengfeng instantly leaped into the air, thrusting the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand forward with lightning speed.
She must have sprinted over; her hair was somewhat disheveled, and she was leaning against the doorframe, gasping for breath. The flush on her cheeks could have been caused by a lack of oxygen or sheer anger.
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