The Worst Night of the Wu Clan, Part II
“Yōushì!!!” Mother screamed.
“DAMN YOU!” Wu Taohua roared.
Unlike his mother, who had no combat ability, Wu Taohua spun around and unleashed a powerful blast of chi into her attacker’s torso. A bright light exploded from her palms.
Then it dissipated.
Wu Taohua’s eyes widened. “What?!”
“Aunty Taohua!”
The figure shoved Father’s body away. Wu Meiying rushed forward and struck the back of Wu Taohua’s legs, forcing her to the ground. A whishing sound like the air being cut echoed around them seconds later. The figure, a person cloaked in darkness so complete not even their eyes were visible, had swung their hand, which seemed to contain dark chi that looked like a knife.
While surprised, Wu Taohua was able to gain her bearings quickly. She kicked the figure’s shins. A loud cracking sound echoed from them. The figure didn’t so much as scream as they went down.