But Zhao Fu was angry now, and could only swallow it, because the person before him was several degrees stronger even than Feng Qianghua. Killing him would be all the easier.
Zhao Fu could only compromise. "If Your Excellency is interested in this kind of sword intent, I can leave some behind for Your Excellency to comprehend."
Jian Liuyue looked at Zhao Fu coldly and asked, "Do you think, between leaving behind some sword intent and leaving behind the sword intent's source, which one would I choose?"
Zhao Fu's heart sank. Clearly, anyone would choose the sword intent's source, because it would be easier to comprehend and might even be directly obtained. Wouldn't that mean being trapped here, unable to leave forever? There might even be danger to his life.
What should I do now?
Zhao Fu racked his mind, considering how to escape next, and even regretted coming to visit Imperial Path Academy.
"You wretched man! Did you think you could escape this princess' grasp?"
Golden sunset clouds filled the sky as countless phoenix shadows danced. Feng Qianghua appeared in the heavens, carrying an immense aura.
Zhao Fu's heart dropped into an abyss. He had not expected Feng Qianghua to find him again so quickly. He could not even break free from one Jian Liuyue; with Feng Qianghua added to the mix, Zhao Fu felt that he was going to die here.
Jian Yiyue raised her head. Seeing Feng Qianghua's arrival, her expression became serious as she said coldly, "Feng Qianghua! This is my courtyard. Leave on your own."
Feng Qianghua gave a cold snort and pointed at Zhao Fu. "This princess has no desire to come here either. I came this time to take that wretched man away."
Hearing Feng Qianghua call him a wretched man again and