At that moment, just as Lin Kuang's sword, Nameless, pierced one of the ninjas, Yin made his move. The dagger in his hand shot toward Lin Kuang's back, his eyes glinting with a frigid killing intent.
From Yin's perspective, this strike was guaranteed to pierce Lin Kuang's heart. He could already taste the joy of victory.
However, a fantasy was just that—a fantasy. An imagined reality is never the truth.
He believed Lin Kuang was sure to die, but how could he have known he was being lured into a trap? Lin Kuang's powerful Perception enveloped the entire area; he knew the very moment Yin launched his sneak attack.
Hmph, so you've finally shown yourself! Lin Kuang thought.
The next moment, in a flash of movement, Lin Kuang retreated and dodged Yin's attack. As he did, he swiftly withdrew his sword, Nameless, and plunged its curved tip directly into Yin's throat!
