"I think she's talking to you," Zhou Fan whispered. He spun around, his dagger suddenly striking out at Blake!
The instant the little girl appeared, the unease in Zhou Fan's heart peaked. 'This must be Ye Fei's final trump card!'
'Faced with a greater enemy, I have to finish off Blake first. Otherwise, things will get very ugly for me!'
"Nether King, you're a real bastard!" Blake hadn't expected Zhou Fan's sudden attack. He hastily threw up his fists to block, but the force of the dagger's strike sent a numbing jolt up his arms, forcing him to take an involuntary step back.
Blake couldn't believe it. Even now, Zhou Fan was still holding back. At the same time, he sensed Zhou Fan's urgency to end their fight. This made Blake relax. He shifted from his all-out assault to a purely defensive stance.
His gut told him that Zhou Fan's desperation to finish this fight had to be connected to the little girl who had just appeared.
