"Swoosh!"
A cold glint suddenly flew towards him.
Su Ming'an didn't move an inch, only a distorted ripple of light appeared in front of him.
"Boom——!"
The sword wind swung by Lucia shattered before his eyes, and the spatial vibration created a natural defensive zone in front of him. He stood still, not even his clothes were fluttered by the blast.
He could see the astonished looks in the eyes of the Soul Clan members as he spoke these words, and he could feel the anger rising within Lucia.
She was looking at him coldly, a chill emanating from the great sword on her back, as if she might draw her sword and strike at any moment.
She was getting impatient.
"Archilev!" Lucia shouted, "Did you come here specifically to bring this guy to replace me?"
She was the vice-captain of the Soul Hunter Department in the Eastern District, ranking just below Archilev, a high-level Soul Clan with strength equivalent to an A-grade Soul Hunter.