The mysterious man carried Li Qiushui through several leaps and bounds, leaving the palace grounds behind in an instant. She could not help clicking her tongue in amazement.
"Wuyazi, after all these years, your lightness skill has only grown more formidable." Perhaps because of her severe injuries, Li Qiushui's body had gone terribly weak. Pressed against him, breathing in his distinctive masculine scent, she felt as though her entire body were melting.
The mysterious man frowned and shoved her aside. "Don't go mistaking people for your husband."
"Ah~" Li Qiushui let out a soft moan. "I'm seriously injured, yet you're still so rough with me. How heartless." Even Tianshan Tonglao could tell that he was not Wuyazi. Li Qiushui had been Wuyazi's wife for many years, so how could she possibly fail to recognize him?
She had mistaken him at first, but quickly realized the truth. Still, she did not expose him and instead played along. This man's martial arts were unfathomable, and she had no idea whether he was friend or foe. In her severely injured state, she had no means to resist him. She might as well make use of a woman's advantages and stir his pity; only then could she escape alive.
"Hmm~ If you were a young girl acting cute like this, I really might feel inclined to cherish you. But the moment I think of your age, I get a little creeped out." The mysterious man was naturally Song Qingshu. He had been hiding near the main hall and witnessed Li Qiushui being besieged, just about to die on the spot. Considering that she was Li Qingluo's mother, if Li Qingluo learned someday that he had stood by and watched her die, who knew how she would react?
Of course, beyond Li Qingluo, he was