Bai Sinan instinctively dodged backward, but the more she moved, the more whistling sounds of rushing wind echoed around her from all directions.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Slender bamboo leaves, sharp as needles, shot toward Bai Sinan from every side. The crisp sounds of the leaves colliding with her dagger rang out with startling clarity in the quiet bamboo grove.
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