A flash of red blade-light cut across my eyes. Panic gripped my heart; in that life-or-death moment, with no time to think, I could only lunge forward by sheer instinct.
With a soft swish, the flying knife grazed right past my back, its razor-sharp qi leaving a bloody gash across my skin.
Ignoring the pain, I scrambled forward in a desperate flight. Hu Sanniang’s unrestrained laughter echoed in my ears: "Little one, you've got quick reflexes. But do you really think you can slip through my fingers?"
Chapter 19