Bi Yan stared at Wang Yanyi and beheld the lone “man” standing at the entrance of the palatial building armed only with a rusted sword. She did not feel fine at all. A strange sensation swept through her, a strange tremor that rocked her balance and made her pause. She stopped there for seconds before she finally decided to turn back around. “You’ll die, you know?” she said to Wang Yanyi.

Wang Yanyi smirked at “him” with undisguised derision. ...