Volume One: Pursuit
(In tears, on my knees, begging for first subscriptions!)
Clang! With a dull ring, the longsword plunged all the way into the stone floor...
"Ah! What are you doing?!" Cold sweat suddenly poured off Wang Yan. If he had not twisted aside at the critical moment, that sword would have pierced his throat. In that instant, he finally saw who stood before him...
Fairy Purple Smoke had dressed herself at some point. Glaring at Wang Yan with murderous fury, she suddenly pulled the longsword free again and slashed at his neck...
"Ah!" Wang Yan broke into a cold sweat and rolled across the floor. Suddenly feeling a piece of clothing draped beneath him, he hastily covered his groin and scrambled away, shouting, "Hey, hey! Fairy Purple Smoke! I saved you... what are you doing?"
"Saved me?" Fairy Purple Smoke scolded him furiously, her face full of indignation. "You despicable little bastard! So young, yet already such a lecher! I have to kill you!" With that, she made to chase after Wang Yan...
But!
"Ow...!" The moment she moved her feet, her face turned deathly pale. She cried out in pain and bent at the waist, evidently aggravating her injuries...
"Are you... all right?" Seeing this, Wang Yan could not help softening, and he murmured the question.
"It's all your fault, you bastard!" Fairy Purple Smoke cursed through gritted teeth, her face pale. She looked toward Wang Yan, then abruptly turned her head away and shouted angrily, "Little pervert! Put your clothes on!"
"Huh?" Only then did Wang Yan realize that what he was clutching was his own clothing. Apparently, Fairy Purple Smoke had awakened first and draped it over him. His current posture was thoroughly indecent, his bare backside facing her, and hardly graceful either. His