"You were more interesting as a mortal..." Miluo shook his head and sidestepped the blow, thinking to himself that this girl was truly amusing as a mortal, always wanting to resist but unable to. Now that she possessed Divine Skills, a knife could fly at any moment.
She was about to sneer, but a figure approached the doorway. The figure was small, and the tusk originally aimed at Miluo's chest missed, continuing unabated, directly towards his face.
The light inside the room just entered his view, and shortly after, a dagger flew his way. The person was startled, but quickly drew the weapon at his waist to block.
The expected sound of blades clashing did not occur; the tusk was almost hitting the opponent's weapon when Ning Xiaoxian retrieved it.
This person, pale-faced, angrily said to her, "Haven't seen you for over half a year, and this is what you give me as a greeting gift?"
