"Why didn't you avoid my attack? Aren't you quite capable of clamouring for war?" Feng Jiu played with the dagger in her hand and looked at the bone-deep knife wound on her opponent's shoulder. Her lips curled into a smile.
Down below, the owner of Centennial Herbs Tower narrowed his eyes. He thought that Madam Ling was just a skilled doctor, he hadn't expected that the speed of her movements would be so incredible. Her speed was so fast before that he wasn't even able to see the direction of her attack.
The wound already stung painfully, but the night wind blew at the wound and it felt like bone-piercing pain. The black-robed man stared at the woman in azure clothes in front of him and asked: "Who are you?" When did this place have such a strong exponent? He couldn't even tell how powerful this person was.
