The bamboo shadows swayed more frantically. Ye Fan’s hearing, already three parts sharper than that of an ordinary Body Tempering Realm cultivator, caught the faint rustle of the enemy's boot soles grinding against fallen leaves with absolute clarity.
His fingertips tapped lightly upon the Jiuxiao Huanpei. Within his Inner World, the Star Map trembled slightly, drawing the pine scent lingering on Lin Zhaoyue into his range of perception—a habit forged in the bloody battles of his past life. Confirming the position of the person standing shoulder-to-shoulder with him brought him more peace of mind than merely seeing her with his eyes.
"Back to back." His voice was pressed extremely low, the trailing edge of his words swept away by the wind before he had already turned sideways. Lin Zhaoyue’s Qingfeng Sword scabbard happened to press against his lower back, the warmth seeping through two layers of fabric making his heartbeat skip a beat.
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