Outside, a smile spread across Mei Ji's face. Even heroes find it hard to resist a beauty's charm. It seems this peerless genius is no exception, so easily falling prey to my Illusion Technique, she thought.
As she continued to play her flute, Mei Ji quickly approached Ling Chen. Her left hand pulled a Black Dagger from her sleeve. She brought it close to Ling Chen's chest, then suddenly thrust it forward.
A cold gleam shot directly toward Ling Chen's throat, about to pierce it.
At that very moment, Ling Chen, who had been standing rigidly in place, suddenly moved. He reached out and firmly grasped Mei Ji's wrist.
"What? You!"
Mei Ji's expression changed suddenly. "You're not affected by the Illusory Realm?"
