Just as Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes and awaited death, ready to bare her neck for the blade, a clear, crisp voice suddenly rang out in the air.
"Space Transfer!"
An enormous spatial rift appeared in front of Zhu Zhuqing. The pitch-black Sword Qi Qian Guangyue had unleashed struck the rift and vanished without so much as a sound.
While Zhu Zhuqing stood there utterly bewildered, that pitch-black Sword Qi passed straight through her body and struck the wall behind her.
Boom!
With a thunderous crash, a hole more than ten meters wide opened in the solid wall. The pitch-black Sword Qi had even left a deep sword scar in it.
"Um, sorry about that. This was all a misunderstanding. I read a little too much into things. My father asked you to give Her Eminence Illusory Dream his regards."
Her little face flushed scarlet, Qian Guangyue scratched her head and spoke to Zhu Zhuqing with deep embarrassment.
"Uh... it-it's fine." Zhu Zhuqing's cheek twitched as she shook her head awkwardly.
She had finally worked out what had happened.
Qian Guangyue's father must have known her teacher, Ye Mengwei, and known that Zhu Zhuqing was her disciple. That was why he had told his daughter to go easy on her.
But showing mercy to an enemy ran completely counter to everything Qian Chongling had taught Qian Guangyue. As a result, Qian Guangyue had mistakenly assumed there was something shady going on between Zhu Zhuqing and Qian Chongling.
That was why Qian Guangyue had tried to cut Zhu Zhuqing down on the spot. After all, Zhu Zhuqing herself hated homewreckers.
As for why Qian Guangyue had suddenly understood, it was naturally because Qian Chongling and Bibi Dong, who were in the lounge, had noticed their daughter's sudden surge of killing intent.