The man, his eyes full of gloom, chuckled softly. A trace of dangerous ambiguity crept into his deep voice.
"However, Bai Yao, I still have to thank you for the shared sensory experience. It let me know what she likes and what she dislikes. Of course, by 'likes,' I mean—" Yu Hanche paused deliberately, "po...sitions."
WHOOSH!
Thousands of gleaming white Wind Blades, carrying fierce murderous intent, lunged straight at Yu Hanche. Bai Yao's jade-green eyes were filled with scarlet rage. He clenched his jaw, his voice squeezing through his teeth. "Yu Hanche, you are absolutely shameless!"
"Shameless?" Yu Hanche scoffed, a hint of teasing flashing in his scarlet eyes. He clenched his fingers abruptly, and all the Wind Blades shattered silently in his palm, instantly turning into nothingness. "I told you long ago, your superpowers all originate from me. With them alone, you cannot harm me in the slightest."
KNOCK KNOCK!
