Cheng Xiaoxiao considered herself generous, but the other party gave her no leeway.
Seeing the opponent raising the sword ready to fight, Cheng Xiaoxiao was speechless. Wasn't she trying to show Zhou Yanlan some respect? Since the other party lacked tact, there was no need for her to make the effort.
Two powerful Sword Qi collided, sparks flying, cold light shimmering, as if the entire space trembled and twisted, invisible pressure amplifying.
A momentary clash, yet separated the next, as if mutually probing each other with a brief touch then withdrawal.
The leader of the assassins couldn't discern Cheng Xiaoxiao's martial arts techniques or cultivation level, but during the exchange, he roughly gauged her strength. Such power at a young age, quite a talent.
What a pity, lacking perception, too young and daring in meddling with everything.
Should let the other party experience the consequence of being nosy today, right?
