"Who are these people?" Dangyang Wu's gaze focused on Cheng Ziang and the two others, his eyes showing suspicion.
"Oh, they were sent by my father to protect me. Without them, I probably would have been killed long ago," Yichuan Ying explained calmly.
"Oh?"
Her explanation did not seem to convince Dangyang Wu. He squinted, sizing up Cheng Ziang and his group closely. All three of them were wearing hoods, and particularly, Feng was even covering his face, which looked somewhat odd.
"I am Shadow Edict, the Shadow Guard by the master's side," Cheng Ziang stepped forward to block his view and spoke coldly.
"Shadow Guard, Yichuan Hong actually sends a Shadow Guard to protect his daughter," muttered Dangyang Wu.
Because he had integrated the memories of the Shadow Edict, Cheng Ziang's Kyushu accent had finally become less awkward and even carried a bit of a Yin State accent, which Dangyang Wu could still discern.
