Ye Sha was an assassin. In a flash, he struck like lightning, his hand shooting for Qiu Rong Wanxue's neck. He intended to subdue her in a single move.
Ye Sha's Dao Practice was far greater than Qiu Rong Wanxue's. As his hand flew toward her like lightning, it was already too late for her to counterattack.
But, in that instant, before Ye Sha's hand could reach Qiu Rong Wanxue's neck, it stopped. A hand had silently clamped down on Ye Sha's wrist.
No one knew when Li Qiye had appeared at the head of the bed. No one knew how long he had been standing there; it was as if he had been there all along.
Suddenly having his wrist grabbed, even an assassin like Ye Sha was startled. His expression changed drastically when he saw it was Li Qiye. For someone of his realm to have his wrist seized so easily... the implications were terrifying.
CRACK! Li Qiye easily crushed Ye Sha's wrist. With a sickening RIP, Li Qiye tore Ye Sha's arm clean off.
