Chapter 87: Whose Elder's Disciple Are You?

The female disciple was startled by the sudden shout.

She lost her balance and sat down unsteadily in the muddy medicine garden.

She quickly got up and looked at the dirt on her backside. Annoyed, she looked at Jiang Fan and said, "Why did you shout?"

Jiang Fan exhaled slightly and walked over, pointing at the dangerous rose. "Is this your first time encountering such a rose?"

A hint of nervousness flashed across the female disciple's delicate face, but she stubbornly said, "Who said that? I have this kind in my backyard."

Jiang Fan smiled but said nothing.

He picked up a dead branch from the ground and carefully poked the rose.

The result.

The apparently pink rose with white stripes, which looked quite beautiful, suddenly contracted its petals and wrapped them around the tip of the branch.

It was like a sudden attack by a fierce tiger, biting down hard on its prey.

With a snap.

The tip of the branch broke off.