Slip His Hand Into His Pants
Looking at their intertwined hands, Xu Xuan could only grow angrier, and charged at them furiously, raising the dagger over his head.
Tearing his eyes away from her, Mei Deng sent a sharp kick to the side of his neck, aiming for a vital spot, like he had done when they first met.
Only this time, his vision was distorted by the smoke, and his kick was backed with less force, though, it did make him stagger and lose his balance.
Fortunately, before he could dream of regaining his senses, Madam Hú whacked a red vase against the back of his head, knocking him out unconscious.
Mei Deng and Ju both widened their eyes at the grinning woman who towered over his body, with both hands rested on her hips.
"Well, let's not waste another second! This place will fall apart soon!" She charged them in a bossy tone, taking command.
"You're right," Yu Xiaoguang noted, he lowered himself and hooked his arms under Ju's feet, hoisting her off the floor. "There's no time to waste."