An important phone call that makes Zhou Huchen disregard his own safety must have very crucial clues!
At this thought, a cold glint flashed in Lu Yu's eyes. At this moment, without any hesitation, he shook the Rope-Curled Sword in his hand, moving it away from Zhou Huchen's throat. The sword, thin as a cicada's wings, seemed like a wildly dancing silver snake as it swiftly struck towards Zhou Huchen's fingers!
This phone call is evidently of utmost importance. He absolutely cannot let Zhou Huchen touch the phone; otherwise, the consequences will be extremely troublesome!
Thinking of this, a ruthless look burst out from Lu Yu's eyes. He saw the speed of the Rope-Curled Sword in his hand suddenly increase by a few degrees, accompanied by a sharp sound of cutting through the air. In the split second it touched Zhou Huchen's fingers, his wrist instantly trembled!
Ah!
