Li Qingmu never considered himself a good person, but he wasn't the type of sinister individual who would drag others down with him.
So, upon realizing this deformed child was targeting him, he immediately instructed Cui Yongquan to leave quickly.
At the same time, he sidestepped and picked up a sword from the desk.
He usually practiced blade techniques with Cao Yin, but he also had some experience in swordsmanship. On this trip, the sword was slightly lighter than the blade, so he brought it along, and now he was using it.
He drew the sword without waiting for Cui Yongquan to react and swung it toward the child.
"Li Qingmu, Execution Command!"
A cold, emotionless voice emitted from his mouth, and then the child charged forward like a bolt of lightning.
He wasn't using any weapons—or rather, his hands were the weapons!
He spread his fingers wide, revealing that each fingernail was extraordinarily sharp, shaped like blades, even shimmering ominously in the candlelight.
