The Sorceress: Blossoming Power

"Why did you untie him? Are you stupid, Ming?" General Lofey hollered at Ming's face.

Ming felt insulted as the general called him out by his name.

"Stupid? Who are you calling stupid? You might be my big brother as a Chiangda but I'm still the governor in this city. I demand respect."

"Yeah, you're the governor but what you did was totally stupid. You know that man is dangerous and yet you freed him."

Ming gritted his teeth and balled his fists. "I don't treat prisoners that way and even though he may have caused chaos within the city, but he is still human. Don't you dare tell me what is to be done in my courtyard." He pointed a finger down, "I'm still the one in charge here."

They were about to fight when they suddenly heard people screaming. One of the Youshian soldiers ran toward them hastily. He directly assaulted Ming, but Lofey knocked the man over first with a strong punch. 

"That is my man!" Ming scolded Lofey, concerned with the man's condition to be knocked down by the huge general. Just as he knelt to help the guard out, he heard more people running after the troubled Tyriece but not to lend a helping hand but in a manner that seemed like they would kill him.

"What in the gods' name is going on?" General Lofey dodged their attacks and only hit them with the sheath of his sword, enough to keep them from ending him.

"It's Mafan! His controlling them!" Tyriece said. Both men looked towards one another and the general was now getting more pissed.

"This is all your fault, Ming. You let the fool go."

Ming didn't say a word but looked into the men charging right at them. Both Godingan soldiers and the Fengfu City guards had white eyes, as if their pupils vanished while charging toward them. The three could do nothing but knock them out or defend. These were their men and couldn't bring their hands to kill them.

Ming let a whirlwind to blow the men away. The men crashed on the trees and piled boulders. However, more men came rushing. They wanted to run away only to see Balin, Gib, and other soldiers fought for their lives. Later, those who fought at each other stopped and turned toward the Chiangdas.

The bandaged and with crutches Balin, who stood back to back to one of his entrusted men, suddenly felt a killing intent at his back. He turned around to see the one at his back turned against him, and also with white eyes. This was his good friend aside from being his best friend. There was no way he could hit his fire at him.

"Dufel, don't tell me you're also…" Before he could finish his words, Dufel lifted his sword to pierce at him. Balin hurriedly sent a fire, hitting Dufel's hilt. The sword fell as the hand got burnt. However, there was no groaning or painful reaction heard from the other. Dufel picked the sword again, although still hot, reddening his palm more and made a heavy downward slash. 

"Dufel, no," said Balin as he parried the sword with his crutches, standing on one leg, then hopped away from his friend. But other men had their swords aimed at him as well. He stiffened with the thought of burning these people down. Then he felt strong winds coming and the men surrounding him fell on one side. 

"Balin, over here," Gib shouted with his right hand turning black and straight down at his side. His pale face was sweating hard.

"Thanks, your hand getting better?" Balin asked in a joke tone as if no one was trying to kill them. 

"Nah, it's getting worse." Gib's good hand pointed at the other three Chiangdas. "Let's go join them."

The two ran toward them but suddenly an arrow hit Gib's hurting shoulder. "Arghh!" He fell on his knees as he yelled in agony. Balin made a fire barrier around them, protecting them from the arrows and attacking men.

As for Ming, he remembered Xinyi and Nianshi. He looked for them as he kicked a Godingan soldier on the belly. There, near at the mine's entrance. The two fought but also careful as not to hurt the men. Their faces told Ming they were communicating in their minds.

He waved his hand horizontally, sending the men flying everywhere, and ran to Xinyi's side.

Xinyi was in control with the invincible Hutyuns to tie the men's feet with vines from the ground to keep them from charging at them. The men stumbled and fell face first. The Hutyuns also tied their hands at their backs to keep them from standing back.

She didn't care anymore if these foreigners would notice her different powers. Her only concern was not hurting these men. Most of all, those who raised their swords at them were the estate guards.

Nianshi watched the chaos while punching and kicking people. He shook his head and understood there was something amiss, a hidden power controlling these men. 

Later, they all heard a loud cry. The workers from Anjing Pavilion, including Qinfen came running toward them with the same white eyes.