Reunion

Gu Ji held the blade and gestured with it. The rust had all been ground away, leaving the side of the blade gleaming like a mirror. He held it up to look at his reflection, but the moment his eyes appeared on its surface, the blade suddenly seemed to go berserk and swung straight at his head.

"What the hell is going on!"

Gu Ji was stunned, but he reacted quickly enough to dodge. The blade, however, relentlessly pursued him. Neither dodging nor blocking did any good. Seeing this, the surrounding subordinates backed far away one after another, and not a single one dared to come help.

"Watch out!"

Gu Ji's subordinates were so terrified that they retreated, leaving no one to restrain Wu Xin and Su Tao. After freeing both hands, Wu Xin brought Su Tao to a relatively safe corner. Gu Ji was already in mortal danger, so Wu Xin hurriedly shouted and rushed over.

At the critical moment, Wu Xin saved Gu Ji. He leaped forward, caught the hilt in midair, and rolled twice across the ground. Then he gripped the cleaver with both hands and refused to let go. The blade, however, still flew uncontrollably toward Gu Ji, dragging Wu Xin along as it thrust toward him.

"Brother, you have to hold on!"

Gu Ji had been forced into a corner. Even with both hands raised, he had almost no room to dodge, so he could only beg Wu Xin to hold on.

"Get out of the way!"

Wu Xin gripped the long blade with one hand and ran his other hand across its edge. Bright red blood instantly stained the blade, but to his surprise, his precious blood had no effect on the cleaver. It continued dragging his right hand toward Gu Ji.

"Ow! Be