"I'm protecting this woman."
He Yeye stood in front of Bai Ruxue.
Even though He Yeye looked like nothing more than a young girl, her face still retaining a cute, baby-like chubbiness.
But her name was He Yeye.
And that name alone was enough to make every Cultivator across two worlds dare not underestimate her.
"He Yeye, are you sure about this?" Feng Qianqiu frowned.
He was incredibly puzzled.
A He Yeye who cared about nothing.
A He Yeye who hadn't returned to the World of Ten Thousand Laws for a thousand years after running away from home.
Yet here she was, rushing back for a True Dragon that had nothing to do with her, even vowing to protect the dragon's life.
"I'll say this one last time."
He Yeye walked forward, gripping her scythe.
"You old geezers, I'm protecting this woman. If you have any objections, take it up with my scythe!"
As her words fell, He Yeye casually swung her scythe behind her.
With a deafening BOOM,
