The commotion here was loud and Xia Wenjin, standing high over there, also saw it.
Her gaze met Huangfu Jingchen's in mid-air, and Xia Wenjin raised her eyebrow, not expecting him to be here too.
This Zhan Jinlei, always speaking jestingly, was someone she intended to deal with later, but unexpectedly, Huangfu Jingchen had already dealt with him for her.
The two exchanged a quick glance, each feeling a subtle sweetness in their hearts.
Someone had already handed Xia Wenjin a sword over there.
Three feet long, somewhat heavy, perhaps intentionally, this wasn't an ordinary material.
Holding the sword in her hand, Xia Wenjin realized its owner intended to see her laughable moment!
However, whoever wanted to see her make a fool of herself would be dreaming!
Zhan Jinlei stuck his head out above the water to breathe, yelling at his attendants on the shore: "Are you all dead? Don't you know to come down and help me!"
