Shan Yue, whose range of activity was gradually shrinking, did not have any more places to dodge. She could only block with her hand. No matter how hard the other party attacked, Shan Yue seemed to maintain a playful mentality. Every move was toying with Liu Qing.
Soon, he realized this. It seemed that he had been the one attacking, but in fact, all the initiative was in Shan Yue's hands. He had always been led by the nose by her.
"What do you mean? Why aren't you fighting back? Are you looking down on me?"
"Am I that obvious?" Shan Yue raised her red lips indifferently, her words filled with mockery. She was not fighting at all. Instead, she treated Liu Qing as her amusement tool. "Can't you see the difference between the two of us? All your attacks are useless against me. They're useless."
