Ten days passed in a row. Although the Asura God had not killed Han Fei, Han Fei had not been able to leave Asura Island either.
Whenever Han Fei wanted to make a move, Blue Demon and Cheng Mengyao stood in his way. He really could not bring himself to completely tear off the pretense.
As for the Asura God, Han Fei did not care much. As long as the man did not intend to kill him, it was fine. But if he did develop killing intent, Han Fei would not mind killing him in return.
In an open area at the edge of Asura Island, Han Fei held his broken sword and practiced basic sword forms.
The Yellow Emperor had once told him that the best way to comprehend Sword Intent was to truly understand what a sword was. Basic sword forms were the simplest and most direct techniques.
Not far away, Cheng Mengyao sat quietly at the top of the steps, propping her cheeks up with both hands as she watched Han Fei practice his swordsmanship intently.
Han Fei had not spoken to her for ten whole days. She knew that tricking him into coming to Asura Island to be "imprisoned" had made him furious, so she had been thinking of ways to make it up to him.
But Han Fei would not even speak to her, so she had no idea how she could make amends.
Just then, a group of Asura Hall disciples walked over. The man at the front was fairly handsome, and judging by their positions, the entire group clearly followed his lead.
Cheng Mengyao was the first to spot the man, and a trace of disgust appeared on her face.
She also saw that he was heading for Han Fei and occasionally glanced