A strand of grey hair drifted down. Gu Siran paused for a moment, then lowered her head to sheath her sword and put away her blade.
"You're strong—stronger than anyone else here."
She simply couldn't win; it was an absolute defeat. Even while wielding her blade and sword simultaneously with a split focus, this person had effortlessly parried every single attack using only the Cold Water Sword in her hand. She had looked so completely at ease that if she had taken the fight seriously, Gu Siran likely would have been defeated within ten moves.
Chapter 40