Before Fang Wumu could react, Yu Lie had already burst into the tent.
Sizzle!
A flash of spiritual light appeared on Fang Wumu's body, revealing a ghostly green glow as a talisman attempted to block Yu Lie.
Fang Wumu, being quick-witted, realized someone had barged into the tent.
Instead of questioning Yu Lie, he immediately shouted, "Help! There's an assassin..."
At the same time, Fang Wumu's hands moved swiftly, shaking his sleeves in an attempt to summon the ghost servant hidden within.
However, the spiritual light on his body only held for a moment before shattering with a crack.
A hand shot out and grabbed his throat, cutting off his words.
By now, Fang Wumu finally saw who had broken in.
His face turned red, and the feeling of suffocation quickly overwhelmed him.
Yet, he still widened his eyes, staring fiercely at Yu Lie, and managed to choke out, "Why... why?"
In the blink of an eye, Yu Lie's blood and qi surged violently.
His hand, which had just shattered the talisman, was throbbing with pain.