Blood spurted out of Lin Fei, but instead of his neck, his left arm went flying.
He had recognized the danger, and so he dodged at the very last moment. Even still, the damage he suffered was enough to put him out of commission.
"Hmm... I was aiming for your throat," Yuelan said. "Did my swordsmanship skills become worse, or are you just that slippery?"
"How is someone like you on such a low-tier world?" Lin Fei asked, wary.
"I was born here, duh." Yuelan giggled. "Though, chatting with a demonic bastard such as yourself is making my skin crawl. Be a good boy and fall headfirst onto my sword, okay?"
Yuelan froze, realizing that Xuan was nearby. Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
"I... Uh..."
"Don't worry about it." Xuan smiled. "He is human scum, so he should be treated like one."
"Right?" Yuelan exhaled a relieved breath. "I swear, I keep meeting these unreasonable people. You give them an inch, and they take a mile. In the end, it's better to nip the problems in the bud."
