"Enough."
She stood up and walked over slowly. She stopped in front of Yi Xiuran and her quiet eyes fell on his face: "Why do I get the feeling that I've seen you before?"
She had recognised him? Impossible!
Not to mention that he had worn a mask when he had fought against her in the past so she never saw his face. When he fought against Duan Ye earlier, he hadn't used any of the skills and techniques he had used in the past. Otherwise, how could he have lost to this kid so easily?
If she had recognised him she would have made a move ages ago, why would she question him?
So, he used the piece of clothing that he had torn off from Feng Jiu's dress and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Then he looked at her and the corners of his mouth twitched and he revealed a smile: "Didn't we meet in the back courtyard this afternoon? You've forgotten so soon?"
