This small movement only further emboldened the feverish DJ-man. He brandished his short blades, executing a dazzling, lightning-fast display of swordplay, the blades blurring into a whirlwind of shadows, seemingly inches away from dismembering Chen Dian.
Meanwhile, the young woman had regained her composure. She discarded the empty pistol in her hand, sprang forward, and snatched a decorative longsword from the wall. Before she could even secure her grip, a mouthful of wine, spat by Fang Li, splashed across her body.
Fang Li had clearly utilized his internal energy. The poisoned wine seeped through her skin instantly, and she stood frozen, her body trembling uncontrollably.
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