Zhao Chi didn't understand.
"Shadow-Carrying? Damage beyond the blade? What does that mean?"
Gu Qing said, "Oh, I get it. My Lord, you've been busy forging and haven't seen the saber's Effect, right? Tang Ruan, bring those wooden men over. Qi Yue, show our Lord its Effect."
"Okay."
Tang Ruan pattered over and began arranging the wooden men.
They were called wooden men, but they were really just wooden posts.
Their original heads and arms had all been chopped off long ago.
Tang Ruan set up several of them. Some were far away, over ten meters out, while a few were placed right in front of Qi Yue.
Qi Yue raised the Phoenix Cry Saber and took two steps back, putting some distance between herself and the wooden men.
"All set!" Tang Ruan said as she ran clear.
Qi Yue said softly, "My Lord, watch closely."
The moment she finished speaking, Qi Yue swung the saber.
Zhao Chi watched intently.
