The next second, her hand, gripping the hilt of the blade, froze.
Suddenly, she spoke.
"Why do I get the feeling there's someone familiar among the enemies across from us?"
Her eyes were placid as she spoke.
Her dark gaze was fixed on the clearing in the distance.
She then closed her eyes and thought for a moment, but came up with nothing.
As her power grew stronger, she became increasingly sensitive to people's auras.
But that didn't mean she could put a name to every single one.
Yin Zhan lowered his gaze to his left hand.
His voice was indifferent, a little hoarse.
"He's here."
Su Ye tilted her head.
"Hm? Who?"
Yin Zhan's light gray eyes stared at a spot somewhere in the forest.
"Duan Ya."
Su Ye froze for a good while when she heard the name.
She hadn't heard it in so long that, for a moment, she couldn't recall who it was.
