When Shen Yi threw that bead at Chen Zhezhe, she had no good intentions. If the True Essence packed into it had struck Chen Zhezhe in the face, he likely would have needed a replacement eyeball.
Chen Zhezhe's True Essence was entirely tied up in resisting He Yan, leaving very little inside his body, so he didn't try to block it head-on. He tilted his head to dodge, the rushing wind stinging his cheek, and inwardly marveled at Shen Yi's profound True Essence.
He Yan's gaze flickered. Her body drifted out like a willow catkin to chase the bead.
Chapter 691