Zhao Xishi hid in the darkness, the corners of her mouth curling slightly.
A peak-level battle was about more than pure combat strength. Unless one was facing an opponent like Hong Lin, whoever came would first have to fight three rounds of mental games.
She watched Ji Yue and Cheng Shi slowly draw closer back-to-back, secretly sneering inwardly:
"Careful, aren't you? Unfortunately, have you ever considered that the very distance between you, as you draw close to one another, will ultimately write the ending in which you turn against each other?"
Ji Yue knew Zhao Xishi was nearby. She was also wondering what trap the other woman had laid to dare face two enemies alone here—especially when one of them had once killed her during this trial.
Cheng Shi's nerves were wound even tighter than Ji Yue's. He was terrified that this Fire Keeper, driven into a corner, would shoot him first. Of course, he knew that as a Fire Keeper, she would never deliberately kill him. The problem was that the shot might very well sound the charge for the Historian, who was waiting for an opportunity outside, leaving the two of them in an even more disadvantageous position.
That was why Cheng Shi was extremely vigilant. Shadow Cheng Shi prowled through the surrounding shadows, searching with all his might for traces of the Historian.
But since Zhao Xishi had set this trap, she would never let herself be exposed so easily.
The distance between the two continued to shrink. Before long, they collided back-to-back.
After confirming that their respective backs were safe, Ji Yue did not relax. Instead, her brows furrowed even more deeply. Cheng Shi was the same, and his expression also became rather strange.
Regardless of what the two involved parties were thinking, Zhao Xishi knew