["Not good!"]
[Without a word, Luo Yi grabbed Eve and dashed through the dense fog.]
[It was usually safe at Lily High School; Miss Delilah needed to socialize with noble ladies, and he, as the "sharp blade," didn't need to provide close protection. Before school ends, he only needed to quietly cultivate in this small grove, waiting for news.]
[Crunch.]
[Crunch.]
[That was the sound of claws scratching against stone slabs, each step accompanied by the excruciating sound of metal scraping.]
[Suddenly, the white mist ahead started surging.]
[A strong gust came rushing from the front, something was quickly approaching Luo Yi.]
[But in the dense fog, one could only see up to three meters; vision was limited, and Luo Yi could only rely on instinct and sound to judge.]
[Swoosh!]
[Luo Yi's blade sliced through the fog, yet in the next moment—]
[Clang—!!]
