Luo Xiang, who was still sitting in his chair a while ago, approached quickly with Bei Yau. In a flash, he was already beside Bai Ying and covering him while his right hand flicked through the air to blow away the yellow snake that was flying toward them.
The sound of a snake's scream rang out loudly as the snake with the size length of a few of his men cut in two in midair.
Luo Xiang lifted his cloak to protect himself and Bai Ying from the liquid from the snake which instantly melted Luo Xiang's robe.
The hissing sound was clear.
"Your Honour"