The gray snake hissed, its tongue flickering in front of her terrified eyes, as a man's soft whisper came from its mouth.
"Hush."
In the second-floor audience area, Gongsun Ce reluctantly let go.
"I told you earlier to prepare and not insure it, now you're at a disadvantage, aren't you?"
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She suffered a great loss.
Qin Qianbai caught herself with her long blade before landing, flipping to adjust her position. A deep wound slashed across her shoulder, narrowly missing severing her entire left arm.
Clearly, she sensed Berreta meant to block the Wanhua Blade before deciding to strike, but unexpectedly her body acted contrary to her thoughts. It was an absurd situation she'd only seen happen to Ah Ce before. If it wasn't the Divine Light Sword Dance's Secret Technique of thoughtless combat, then someone must have guided her from the sidelines.
