If Po Xiao's hearing is that good, he'll hear the sound of the blade slicing through the air and the soft whisper of silk as Jingyu moves through the path and moves around the traveller. He barely manages to move out of the way of the swinging bamboo pole and gives a surprised laugh when it connects with the beast and sends it flying upwards. The cultivator calls for his sword, moving it so that it would slice through the snake and behead it, letting the corpse fall to the side with a dying hiss.

"Thank you for the help, gongzi," he says.