Yu Yao let out a cold huff, her figure flickering across the midair to leave behind trail after trail of afterimages. Streaks of sword light lashed out, illuminating the entire area as bright as day.
"That's quite enough! If you really want me to take responsibility for you, it's not out of the question. Hurry up and stop attacking so we can talk properly!"
Mo Yang shouted as he dodged this way and that. Despite his desperate efforts to evade, the robes all over his body had already been slashed to shreds, and his skin had been cut open by sword Qi in several places. Though those minor wounds were already beginning to heal, the torn patches of his clothing were stained red with blood.
Chapter 66