Damn it!
Yang Zhen was startled by this sudden intruder.
He'd just crawled out from the storm, not even having had the chance to survey his surroundings or figure out if he was standing on grass or stone. He had just noticed a pair of feet when he was given an almost lethal fright.
Yang Zhen looked into the eyes of the stranger, and as their gaze met, he realized the guy seemed even more startled than him. His eyes bulged, his hair stood on end, lifting up his hood, and with a loud cry, he jumped back. His True Essence exploded with terror, his longsword dancing with multiple strokes, his attention fixated on Yang Zhen, "What do you want?"
As agile as a startled rabbit, for real now.
Yang Zhen was baffled. Glancing left and right, he saw only this stranger on the scene, apparently without any companions.