Helping Lan Ming

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Jun Wang had not even recovered from his shock when a few more bodies of fallen sect disciples were thrown out with the same bloody hole in their chests.

"W-who? Who is there?" Jun Wang shouted with an ugly look.

Lan Ming's expression also didn't look good; however, it didn't take too long, and her expression turned into a delight.

"Heh, the so-called fake grandmaster's disciple truly lives up to their reputation—shameless enough to team up with fallen sect disciples without a second thought. I doubt there's anyone else in this world who would dare do such a thing," Su Ying stated coldly as she stepped out of the forest.

"Hey, you stole my opportunity to mock him," Ye Chen also walked out but with a complaint.

"Sister Su Ying! Brother Chen!" Lan Ming exclaimed happily and with relief as she saw both of them appearing.