The Reverse Scale members' expressions changed when they heard the first half, but at the second half, they could not help breaking into strange smiles.
Sitting at a console in the corner, Han Duoduo poked her head out, sucking on a lollipop. Her short, dark-purple hair swayed, and her eyes curved into crescents.
"Wow, isn't that the legendary rainy-day-only War God? This little mouse just loves toys with obvious weaknesses!"
Han Duoduo's gaze made Li Jiahao's skin crawl. He felt as though some terrifying creature had set its sights on him.
Just then, a sliding door at the side of the hall opened soundlessly.
Tap, tap, tap!
A series of extremely faint footsteps reached them.
Li Jiahao instinctively turned to look.
A young woman emerged from behind the door.
She was tall and slender, with skin so white it was almost translucent and exquisitely sculpted features. Yet her face showed not a trace of human emotion. She was as cold as a jade statue carved into ice that had endured for ten thousand years.
Most striking of all was the blood-red ribbon bound tightly over her eyes.
Against the base's stark black-and-white surroundings, that red ribbon was painfully vivid.
It was Ning Hongye!
"Th-this is the Blind Assassin?"
Li Jiahao swallowed, could not resist edging half a step forward, and habitually cleared his throat.
"Miss, I am Li Jiahao of Suzhou..."
Before he could finish.
Without even turning her head, Ning Hongye casually rested her right hand on the hilt of the Mo Dao at her waist.
Clang!
An exceedingly faint metallic tremor burst through the air.
Li Jiahao did not even see her draw. He only felt a sudden chill between his brows.
Swish!
A severed lock of hair drifted slowly from his forehead and fell to the floor.