Charging straight into the dense forest behind Zhao Long!
Zhao Long clearly had not expected me to strike at this moment, nor had he anticipated that my target was not him, but rather to flee. Taken aback for a fraction of a second, his flying sword veered off course, skimming past Zhou Wan's shoulder and severing a few strands of her dark hair.
"Trying to escape? In your dreams!" Zhao Long roared, recalling his flying sword and spinning around to give chase.
Chapter 30