Jiang Lai stood up, nodded, and slowly walked toward Rong Yin.
Everyone thought she intended to admit her mistake.
Rong Yin thought the same, his clear eyebrows slightly furrowing with some impatience. But at that moment, a surge of killing intent came from behind, making him instinctively tense up and turn to strike out with a palm!
This dangerous feeling was stronger than what he'd felt facing the Mixed Heaven Beast before.
The direction of his palm faced only one person, Jiang Lai.
Rong Yin was confused and frowned, then saw Jiang Lai easily block his palm strike delivered with eighty percent of his power, and slowly unsheathe the sword from her body.
Rong Yin took a closer look; the sword turned out to be the one he had given to Meng Tao, now held in Jiang Lai's grasp.
"The sword you gave to Meng Tao truly is a good one, but it's a pity she can't use it."
