The path to the guest courtyard was silent.
Mu Yanyu walked beside Kyrian, but the stiffness in her shoulders and the way she sometimes bit her lower lip clearly showed she had many things on her mind.
Kyrian, noticing this, decided to break the silence.
"If you're curious, you can ask."
Mu Yanyu stopped for a moment, surprised. Then she clenched her fists, her gaze fixed ahead.
"You… used my technique in your attack, didn't you?" She began to speak in a low voice, with a tone of frustration.
"How did you do that? I trained so much for it to finally be useful to me…"
Kyrian glanced sideways at her, his eyes calm and unhurried.
"I didn't attack earlier because I had never fought against someone who used a style like yours." Kyrian said with a faint smile. Rurik used brute force. Wei Feng wasn't very skilled with weapons, he only seemed to have great combat experience from being alive for many years. Kyrian didn't know exactly how many.
