The Scabbard’s Might

No one present had expected this 1v3 fight.

Bad enough she had a poisonous tongue, but Bai Qiao was far more irascible than they had expected. That long ahoge lashed out like a divine whip, instantly cutting Boss Jin's shop into two. Wang Ling unhurriedly pushed Boss Jin's and his shop assistant Ling Huan's heads down and helped them dodge Bai Qiao's attack.

At the same time, Wang Ling was rendered utterly speechless by this fightstyle which didn't even spare family.

"My shop! My merchandise! My priceless exorcism magic artifacts!" Looking at the mess in front of him, Boss Jin clasped his face, instantly turning into that world-famous painting "The Scream."

Fang Xing seized the opportunity to grab hold of Bai Qiao's ahoge. He could see that this was the key to fighting Bai Qiao. As long as he could keep the ahoge under control, there would be nothing Bai Qiao could do.