Ultimate Battle (1)

Their expressions turned solemn.

The Saintess was about to chase after the sea bandits, who had jumped into the water, when Su Xiaoxiao stopped her. "There's no need."

Those people had exhausted their stamina and were already at the end of their rope. Even if they were lucky enough to board the ship, they would not be able to fight anymore.

Xiahou Yi stood under the sail and looked at them from afar.

His gaze swept across Wei Ting, Su Xuan, and Baili Chen before finally landing on Su Xiaoxiao's face.

Su Xiaoxiao met this death gaze again.

No matter how many times they looked at each other, it could not reduce the fear in her heart.

However, Su Xiaoxiao didn't dodge and looked back at him stubbornly.

Wei Ting took off his cloak and gently draped it over Su Xiaoxiao's shoulder. "The wind is strong. Take care that you might catch a cold."

His seemingly casual actions were filled with disdain for Xiahou Yi.