The four teenagers were still lying on the ground, sleeping soundly. Right now, there was only that small and feeble-looking Pharmacist student, who seemingly would fall over with just a blow of the wind, around the Swordsman. Moreover, the few of them had been watching the two people all this time. The little Pharmacist was just sitting on the grass in a quiet and steady manner. Aside from the continuous rubbing of her hands due to nervousness, there was no sign of attack at all.

“Could it be, that guy has some sort of illness like epilepsy?” The four people were still a bit far away after all, so they did not discover the movements on Shen Yanxiao’s hands. Plus, the Swordsman was blocking some part of Shen Yanxiao’s body. Therefore, this group of people would never dream that the little Pharmacist they were trying to rob was in fact a Senior Warlock!

Yes, Shen Yanxiao, who had learned the five-level combination curse technique had already reached the level of Senior Warlock. But having not much understanding of the Warlock skills yet and having no one to properly guide her, she still had some uncertainties. In fact, Shen Yanxiao thought that she had just entered the threshold of the Warlock profession.

She still felt like a Warlock apprentice or something.