The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 314: Protection

Jun Ning looked in the direction Lan Xihe was pointing, and a strong and powerful-looking lion was slowly approaching their group. The lion walked slowly, but each step it took seemed like death was inching closer to Jun Ning’s party.

Seeing the lion’s fierce and terrifying gaze, Jun Ning and the group behind Lan Xihe grew vigilant.

Led by Lan Xihe, everyone drew their long swords and formed a circle to protect Jun Ning.

"Everyone, retreat slowly and make sure to protect the Pavilion Master!"

"Stay calm, don’t run around, and don’t scream loudly. Retreat slowly, and we will surely survive this ordeal."

Lan Xihe guided everyone to move back.

This lion was not a friendly animal at all. Not only was it ferocious, but it also particularly hated human provocations. If someone shouted curses at it, aggressively stabbed it, or startled it, it would retaliate even more viciously, leaving no room for mercy.

On the contrary, if people didn’t provoke it at will and faced it with calmness, maybe they could buy some time, avoiding being eaten immediately.

Jun Ning understood this, so when Lan Xihe instructed everyone not to make a big fuss and to retreat slowly, she greatly agreed with Lan Xihe’s approach and felt that Sister Xi He had really matured a lot.

Fortunately, the assassins who came with Jun Ning were not only skilled but also had good psychological endurance. They protected Jun Ning as they slowly retreated. They all listened to Lan Xihe and no one screamed loudly.

However, as Jun Ning’s group retreated, the lion in front of them didn’t remain idle; it slowly walked toward them.

As both sides advanced and retreated, no major conflict occurred.

Until an unforeseen scream sounded suddenly by their ears.

"Ahhh... ahhh... ahhhhhh..."

One assassin suddenly screamed as if he saw something, losing all rationality, with a face full of panic. Originally, everyone was retreating, but at this moment, he suddenly retreated in the wrong direction. Not only that, but he also rushed toward the lion not far away.

It was simply like offering himself to the lion.

Jun Ning tried to stop him, "Hey, come back, don’t go over there."

As the words fell, the lion approaching Jun Ning’s party seemed provoked. It leaped up, biting the panicked assassin who had rushed in front of it.

Accompanied by painful screams, the lion began tearing at the assassin with its sharp and terrifying fangs.

Jun Ning’s group wanted to rescue him, but they couldn’t get close, and they themselves were also in danger.

The Hidden Guard had suddenly screamed and stumbled toward this lion not because he had gone mad, wasn’t thinking straight, or wanted to end it all, but because behind Jun Ning’s party, unbeknownst to them, three or four other lions had surrounded them.

The lion in front of them hadn’t appeared alone; it was part of a group.

There was only one lion in front; the rest were in the back.

Compared to the destructive power of a single lion, the force of three or four lions was much stronger. Therefore, in panic, the Hidden Guard retreated into the mouth of the lion on this side.

Now Jun Ning’s group was surrounded by lions from all directions. It was impossible to find an opening to escape.

Even though the Hidden Guards were psychologically strong, they had never encountered such a situation. With trembling hands gripping their long swords, their foreheads seeped with cold sweat as they protected Jun Ning.

"Pavilion Master, there’s no way out! Let’s fight directly! Maybe if we fight with all our might, we can break through."

"Standing still will surely lead to death."

As the words finished, several Hidden Guards rushed out.

Lords of the left wing had told them that at the brink of life and death, no one could save themselves. To survive, they must fight and carve out a bloody path.

They wanted to live and wanted to protect the Pavilion Master.

Their current existence was all thanks to the Lords of the left wing, their benefactors. And the Pavilion Master was the benefactor’s benefactor; protecting the Pavilion Master was a repayment.

With this thought, they fought fiercely with the lions.

Jun Ning also wanted to join in; after all, the more people there, the more strength they had! But Lan Xihe stopped her.

"Ah Ning, don’t take the risk... it’s dangerous," Lan Xihe said, "Just stay behind me. Just like them, I will protect you with my life."

Jun Ning refused, "No, I want to go."

"You can’t go," Lan Xihe insisted.

Afraid that Jun Ning would run off, Lan Xihe suddenly reached out and grabbed Jun Ning’s hand, preventing her from leaving her side.

Although Jun Ning had been training to recover her powers from her past life, and she believed she had been practicing well in recent years, most people couldn’t match her strength or fighting skills. Yet at this moment, she couldn’t break free of Lan Xihe’s grip.

It was clear that Lan Xihe was very strong and powerful.

Over the years at Qianji Pavilion, Lan Xihe must not have wasted time, continuing to train hard.

Jun Ning mentally gave Lan Xihe a thumbs-up. However, this didn’t stop her from trying with all her might to break free from Lan Xihe’s grasp.

"Ah Ning, you won’t be able to break free, so just stop struggling," advised Lan Xihe.

"No..." Jun Ning was determined to break free. Unfortunately, she couldn’t.

It was just as well.

A lion suddenly charged toward them, jaws wide open as if it was going to swallow them whole.

Jun Ning and Lan Xihe no longer had the luxury to argue.

Lan Xihe released Jun Ning’s hand, stepped forward, and shielded Jun Ning. She pointed her long sword at the lion advancing toward them.

"Don’t come any closer, or I will surely kill you."

There was a fierce determination in Lan Xihe’s words.

She was no longer the weak, pitiable little girl she once was. She had grown up and could protect the person who had once protected her.

But the lion didn’t understand Lan Xihe’s words. It leaped forward, pouncing at Lan Xihe.

Lan Xihe thrust out her long sword to fight back. Jun Ning didn’t just hide behind Lan Xihe either; she pulled out the dagger from her belt and stepped forward to help.

Yet despite Lan Xihe’s strength, she was still only a child just past the age of ten, and Jun Ning even younger, not yet ten.

At this moment, even armed with weapons, confronting the lion, they were outmaneuvered by it.

Not only did the lion evade their attacks, but it also lunged at them again with its gaping maw.

Lan Xihe’s sword was snatched away by the lion’s jaws, rendering the weapon ineffective in its eyes.

Now empty-handed, Lan Xihe continued to stand firmly in front of Jun Ning...