Su Shi'er's expression did not change as he replied calmly, "I am Han Yu of the Yun Ge Sect!"
This person's origins were a mystery, and they were also connected to the disappearances of Senior Sister Shen Miaoyin and Li Piaoyue.
He was not afraid of the other party coming for him. What he feared was that they would not come.
There would be no gain in continuing this battle today.
But if they met again in the future, that would be another matter.
Even knowing that the other party and the force behind them were difficult to deal with, this was, after all, the only clue in existence.
Moreover, the fact that these people acted so furtively meant they must have something to fear.
If he made preparations in advance, it was not as though he had no chance of taking them down.
"Han Yu of the Yun Ge Sect... I've remembered it. The next time we meet, I will definitely send you down the Yellow Springs!"
After leaving behind that harsh threat, the mysterious visitor turned and took a step forward. The battle boots beneath their feet radiated an arcane power, stirring spatial ripples.
As the ripples flashed past, the mysterious visitor's figure vanished without a trace.
Pfft!
At the same time, Su Shi'er let out a long breath. The Spiritual Sense Sword shining between his brows returned, but he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face rapidly turned deathly pale, without the slightest trace of color.
In the air close to the ground, as the mysterious visitor disappeared, the sword light surrounding Witty Scholar dissipated between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.
Raising his head to look at Su Shi'er, two concealed cold glints flashed through Witty Scholar's eyes.