"Is this person... still Little Liuyi?"
Among the San Shan Sect captives, a young girl around twenty widened her eyes in shock.
She wore twin braids and her hands were tied behind her back. Strands of hair fell messily across her forehead, below which were a pair of large eyes that seemed to speak volumes, now filled with a look of surprise and uncertainty.
Looking at the figure who had just knocked San Shan Sect disciples down with a single slap, she couldn't connect him with the little brat who used to follow her around calling her "sister" and occasionally begging for candy.
She was stunned for a moment, but Zhong Shenxiu didn't stop.
Otherwise, the San Shan Sect disciples might have threatened him with something about his friend or master, Xun Liuyi. Although he wouldn't care, it would still be quite disgusting.
