Obviously, Jiu Ming had occupied the area the long-haired beauty had avoided with her attack. How was this saving someone? He had clearly done it for his own convenience and kicked the guy aside while he was at it, right? No wonder that kick had been so heavy-handed—slamming into the wall had nearly made him cough up blood!
The red-haired man stared at Jiu Ming with lingering resentment. One trembling hand reached into his coat and pulled out a cigarette. The warm sensation trickling down from his forehead made it abundantly clear that his forehead was bleeding profusely.
"I only said a couple of words to her and gave her some food. Did you really have to chase me through dozens of streets?" Jiu Ming said innocently, addressing the long-haired beauty poised to draw her blade. She was no simple opponent—before he had even seen her swing, this place had already been carved with so many slash marks. "And judging by her reaction, she seemed friendlier toward me, an innocent passerby, than she was toward you... At least she smiled at me. The moment she saw you, her expression changed completely. Tsk, tsk, tsk. What a complicated relationship."
"...Shut up!"
A flash of killing intent passed through the long-haired beauty's eyes. She charged Jiu Ming at tremendous speed, and the instant she drew close, she had already "swung her blade." Several sparks flashed across the shield formed by the Dragon's Neck Jewel around Jiu Ming, blocking her attack.
"Oh? So it was steel wire..." This time, Jiu Ming saw clearly how the long-haired beauty had attacked. Her motions of drawing and sheathing her sword had merely been a feint—the true attack was the cutting force of steel wire.
"What is that thing?"
The long-haired beauty was startled by the defensive