The radiance of the setting sun spilled down, dyeing the two figures on the rooftop red.
Along the way, many enemies had thought Li Fei was "courting death," but in the end, they were the ones who died.
Today was different.
A Peak Expert, a Sword Immortal of the present age, had spoken to Li Fei out of goodwill:
You will die.
The weight of those words was too heavy to ignore.
Li Fei looked at her, his gaze like a sword, as though it would pierce through the cloak and meet the Sword Immortal's eyes.
"Back then, atop Tian Sha Mountain, Li Ming said something similar to me. Does Sword Immortal Ning know how I replied?"
Ning Qingman smiled.
She had been lying in ambush nearby at the time, so she had naturally heard Li Fei's words.
"This marquis has fought more Peak Experts than you have. What are you putting on airs for in front of me?"
Li Fei knew, of course, that Ning Qingman had asked him to leave out of goodwill. He had brought it up not to provoke her, but to tell her—
he was not someone who would be scared away merely by hearing the title of Peak Expert.
"If I hadn't intervened that day, you actually wouldn't have been able to change anything."
Ning Qingman spoke softly.
Li Fei had dared to face Li Ming head-on. His courage was indeed extraordinary, and his strength was not to be underestimated.
But if Ning Qingman had not struck that heaven-shaking sword at the critical moment, Li Fei would not have been able to stop Li Ming from "devouring" Ying Jie.
If Li Ming had chosen to retaliate afterward, Li Fei could only have relied on his Spatial Unboundedness ability to escape.
Ning Qingman had judged