Pei Ye felt for the first time the sensation of being stared at by himself.
A hint of chill seemed to drop from the crown of his head straight down into the depths of his spirit, soaking him in coldness; his sword-wielding hand seemed to momentarily lose perception.
'Am I really this formidable?' he thought.
He seemed still dazed, while the figure opposite had already shot forth violently in an instant.
There arose a wave of astonishment in the garden; this silhouette and the shadow of Lu Wei were completely different in speed. Lu Wei's shadow was fast to the point of invisibility, like the shadow of a snake beneath leaves, while this silhouette was straightforward and unhesitant, utterly unconcerned with the opponent's gaze, as if wanting you to clearly see.
The gray shadow dragged its sword forward, pressing the pool's water surface an inch down, bouncing countless sparkling droplets.
