"This..."
Yuri froze, his face changing drastically in the next moment. Only now did he realize that Ye Xiu was a master, a super master whose level he could never hope to reach.
"Isn't life good? Why were you so hell-bent on dying?" Ye Xiu asked coldly as he turned around and casually took Yuri's sword.
Yuri dropped to his knees with a thud. "Please, spare my life..."
Ye Xiu ignored him, turning instead to Qiuchanyi. "With your strength, you could have killed him even if his sword was only a centimeter from my body. You could have struck after he moved and still been faster, yet you chose to shout. This proves you have a serious lack of combat experience and awareness."
Qiuchanyi flushed with shame. "From childhood, my father has always taught me to be an ordinary person. I've never been in a real fight."
As expected.
Ye Xiu handed the sword to Qiuchanyi and said, "Kill him."
"Ah?" Qiuchanyi's face turned deathly pale. "I... I can't kill anyone."
