What a Mess

BaiYing glanced at ShinYa.

"Master Shin please help"

ShinYa nodded, lowered his head before advancing towards the edge of the stands, within a few sentences the young shaman had already cast his protective spell, holding the stands of the stands from collapsing before the young officials stepped down from their place.

But the situation wasn't so favourable for SuLang who was still trying to stand up to dodge, the very large log that supported the stands suddenly fell when ShinYa's protective energy lifted the seat, and SuLang's position was right under the big log.

"No Young Master!" cried the Su family servant who stood up from his seat in another arena of the stands. ShinYa was overwhelmed, the size of the stands that accommodated tens of people must have consumed his energy, how could he cast a second spell to protect the youth? The only way he had to run away from there before all collapsed.