"Take this. And keep them alive!"
Zhou Fan handed Black Light to Xu Ruonan and released his hold on her waist. He spun around to face the door, his entire body tensing into a combat stance.
Xu Ruonan gazed at the dagger in her hand, which pulsed with a dark light. She gave a firm nod and shot forward. Her target was the very opponent who had previously forced her into a retreat—the one whose wrist Zhou Fan had severed with a single strike.
With the tables turned, Xu Ruonan immediately seized the absolute advantage.
CRACK!
Fan broke his opponent's arm with a single punch, incapacitating him. After tying the man up with a rope, he glanced in surprise at the dagger in Xu Ruonan's hand and moved to Zhou Fan's side.
"You're pretty generous, giving a dagger that valuable to your apprentice. I remember you've had that thing for a long time. It's practically your trademark!"
