Lu Zhanyuan and Li Mochou instantly tensed all over, their nerves pulled as tight as bowstrings.
Lu Zhanyuan swiftly drew his sword, the blade gleaming faintly with a cold light in the darkness. He whispered to Li Mochou, "Mochou, be careful, something is coming."
Li Mochou gripped her fly whisk tightly and nodded slightly. Though surrounded by pitch-by-pitch darkness, she could feel Lu Zhanyuan's steady presence right beside her, which calmed her panicked heart a little.
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