"Where did you get the Kylin Fire?" Yu Sicheng lowered his head to touch his eye socket, scooping out the ruined eyeball and throwing it at his feet.
After asking this question, he paused for a moment and then said coldly, "Oh, from Li Zhi's hand."
Pei Ye didn't answer. The other party didn't come at him with a life-threatening attack again, which was good news for him, allowing him some space to digest the unfamiliar information that had rushed at him in that brief moment.
The Vermilion Lotus Fire scorched away the slippery blood from his palm, most of it actually came from the Black Chi. Pei Ye tightened his grip on the sword hilt again.
The position of the Bone Pivot was correct, he thought.
