Chu Qianli couldn't help but be anxious.
The speed of the approaching person was too fast, and the commotion indicated ill intentions.
They might be assassins.
Having taken the soft bone powder, even her alertness had diminished!
By the time Chu Qianli heard the commotion, the person was already very close.
Although Fu Ning's cultivation was not as profound as hers and she hadn't sensed the danger immediately, upon hearing Chu Qianli's call, she leaped up and used her body to shield Chu Qianli's small tent.
With a whoosh, the attacker sent a palm strike.
Fu Ning immediately met the attack with her own palm, whispering, "Miss, hurry!"
But as soon as she spoke, the palm wind from the attacker instantly intensified.
With a boom, Fu Ning was sent flying by the palm strike.
Behind her, the tent where Chu Qianli was located was also knocked down by the palm wind.
Including the person inside, they fell into a heap.
A tall man in black landed not far away and was walking over quickly.
Fu Ning shouted, "Mr. Gui Tong, Miss is in danger."
The man in black immediately quickened his pace, arriving at the tent in an instant, about to lift the tangled tent.
Unexpectedly, a sharp gust of wind came from behind.
Damn it! Gui Tong had arrived!
The man turned and immediately met the attack with his palm.
After sending out a palm strike, Gui Tong slashed with his saber.
The man in black, having parried Gui Tong's palm strike, intended to dodge Gui Tong's saber wind.
But as he took a step, he immediately remembered that behind him was where Chu Qianli had fallen.
With the tent pressing down on her, Gui Tong likely didn't know she was beneath the pile of tent fabric.
If the man in black dodged, the saber wind would strike Chu Qianli, who was lying in the tent.
Fu Ning also realized this and cried out in alarm, "Mr. Gui Tong, Miss is in this pile of fabric!"
Gui Tong had already sensed someone struggling beneath the fabric, but he never expected it to be Chu Qianli.
He tried to retract the saber wind abruptly, but it was already in motion and couldn't be stopped.
Even more unexpectedly, the man in black, who could clearly have dodged the saber wind, took another step back, returning to the front of Chu Qianli and the tent.
With a whoosh, he sent out a palm strike.
However, this palm strike was ultimately too slow.
Most of the saber wind was repelled by his palm force, but a sliver still landed on his arm.
With a hiss, there was clearly the scent of blood.
The man in black sent out another palm strike, and Gui Tong immediately met it with his own.
Looking ahead, the man in black had already leaped up and disappeared without a trace as the palm wind was sent out.
"Miss!" Fu Ning rushed over, intending to lift the tent covering Chu Qianli.
Chu Qianli was still struggling, her small movements unclear, but she clearly lacked strength for anything.
Gui Tong also hurried over, pulled the tent open, and helped her up, asking, "Are you injured?"
"Let go!" Chu Qianli said angrily.
Gui Tong never dreamed that Chu Qianli beneath the tent was in such disarray.
Although she had managed to put on some clothes, her neck and arms were still exposed.
Her fair skin stunned Gui Tong for a moment.
"Let go!" Fu Ning also urged anxiously.
Gui Tong finally reacted, immediately taking off his outer robe and throwing it over Chu Qianli.
But his movements were too rough. For Chu Qianli, weakened by the soft bone powder, the force of the robe being thrown on her was enough to knock her to the ground.
Her footing unsteady, she indeed stumbled towards the ground.