"Oh?"
Upon hearing Hong Luan's words, Xuanji looked surprised.
She had never expected that they were enemies.
Xuanji blinked, looking at Hong Luan. After thinking for a moment, she frowned and shook her head. "No... I haven't offended anyone these past many years. Why does Young Lady want my life?"
"To save someone."
Hong Luan said.
Hearing this, Xuanji laughed. "My life can save someone else's life? How wonderful."
"Unfortunately, I don't want to die. My apologies, Young Lady."
Hong Luan's gaze turned cold as she charged straight at her.
As she exchanged blows with Xuanji, although Xuanji had never learned martial arts, her skills were far from poor. Without using magic, Hong Luan found it difficult to subdue her.
Moreover, Hong Luan seemed to be restraining her movements, afraid of hurting Xuanji. This made Xuanji realize something.
"If you want my life, why are you holding back like this?"
"Young Lady..."
"You... are worried I'll be hurt? Do you know me, or perhaps... am I connected to the person you wish to save?"
Xuanji questioned her as they fought.
Hong Luan said nothing, merely continuing her attacks on Xuanji.
Yet she still failed to defeat her.
Xuanji dodged Hong Luan's attacks with a few swift flickers, circled behind her, and snapped the horsetail whisk in her hand toward Hong Luan.
Hong Luan turned and seized the whisk, but Xuanji took the chance to yank her toward herself.
Their eyes met!
Xuanji let out a breath, gently blowing it across Hong Luan's face.
A faint floral fragrance wafted over.
Hong Luan's brows drew together slightly.
"You—"
Xuanji smiled as she watched Hong Luan. Her gaze seemed light and airy, yet an unimaginable chill and gravity flickered in her eyes. She was nothing like the carefree figure she appeared to be;