Hua Qingyi, without a second thought, flipped over and leaped onto the rooftop, and just as he did, a shadow darted into the spot where he had just paused. He heard a woman's voice but didn't have time to figure out who it was. Hua Qingyi somersaulted down and reached from behind to grab the woman's shoulder, only to find that her back seemed to have eyes. She turned her arm and brought it straight toward Hua Qingyi's chest.
Underestimating the woman's skills, Hua Qingyi attacked again from the left, only to be dodged once more. "Who are you?" Hua Qingyi asked defensively, trying to see her face clearly. But in the dimness, he could only make out her profile.
"Hua Qingyi?" The woman, recognizing his voice, leaped back.
"Wu Shuang?" This time it was Hua Qingyi who was surprised. He halted his forward motion, pointing at Wu Shuang with disbelief all over his face. "Why are you here?"
