As Xiao Sang's figure danced, several Murloc captains all fell. The onlookers had not even seen Xiao Sang's movements clearly; they had only seen the human spin once.
Uchiha Madara was puzzled as well. Xiao Sang's current display was clearly formidable—how had someone with such skill been captured by the Murlocs? Who had captured her?
He had met the Murlocs' general and elders before. The elders were basically useless, while the general had some ability, but Xiao Sang should still have been able to escape.
"Go get someone!" Xiao Sang drove her sword into the Murloc shopkeeper's counter. In the next instant, the entire counter was cleanly split into two neat halves.
"Your swordsmanship is truly good. Your control over your strength is just right, but I don't see any calluses or scars on your hands. That doesn't make sense," Uchiha Madara said.
"I'm a Night Elf. Even without particularly grueling training, my swordsmanship is innate. That's the advantage of a special physique," Xiao Sang said with a smile.
The two sat inside the Murloc shopkeeper's store, talking as they waited for the Murloc general to arrive.
"Do you think this outfit really looks good on me?" Xiao Sang looked at her clothes and asked. "I feel like this style doesn't suit me."
"You're beautiful," Uchiha Madara said with a smile. "So no matter what you wear, it looks good on you. People look at your face, not your clothes."
"You're quite good with words," Xiao Sang said approvingly. "When it comes to speaking and communication, you humans are famous for being dishonest."
"I just complimented you, and now you're saying humans are famously dishonest. How am I supposed to keep talking to you like this?" Uchiha Madara said helplessly.
"The Murlocs' general will be here soon. At most, my