Opposite stood Song Ze, broad-shouldered and radiating a fierce aura. He gripped his wolf-tooth mace tightly, its spikes gleaming with a chilling, blood-curdling light. With eyes wide with fury, Song Ze looked like a wild beast poised to pounce upon its prey at any moment.
Song Ze made the first move. Brandishing his wolf-tooth mace amidst a howling rush of wind, he lunged fiercely at Ye Zhiqiu. Wherever the mace passed, the air itself seemed to be torn apart.
Yet Ye Zhiqiu remained unhurried. She gently raised a jade flute to her lips.
Chapter 144