When pushing Qin Xin out of the Seven-Yin Bone-Corroding Soul-Devouring Banner, Chen Zhezhe's brain didn't even have time to think. It was as if the action had long been deeply ingrained as a conditioned reflex.
Of course, the reflex of giving Qin Xin's butt a casual pinch on his way out was also entirely part of that condition.
Master Yueyang roared from behind, lunging forward desperately to grab Qin Xin back, but he fell just short, letting the little girl slip away.
Chapter 221