But before Xiao Jianfeng could even finish,

The Moon Sentinels renewed themselves for another charge.

“No buts. Just do as I say.”

The curt remark signified the end of the conversation. Li Mu lunged forward.

The golden shield overhead evaporated. Li Mu flung his arms forth. Luminous chains of gold spouted from his palms, shooting forward and, in just the blink of an eye, shredding the dozen-or-so Moon Sentinels at the forefront ...