"How did you dodge my knife just now? You'd better speak up quickly so I can send you on your way sooner," Ji You asked. She wanted to understand the reason, but if the other party wasn't willing to say, Ji You would not force it, as she knew such life-saving techniques weren't easily revealed by "weak chicken."
So—
Ji You seemed arrogant and conceited, not taking "weak chicken" seriously, but secretly she was alert. The moment "weak chicken" made a move, she quickly raised her hand to tighten her grip…
"weak chicken" felt a tightening around his neck and screamed in fright, "Ahhh... I don't want to die..."
Ji You: "..."
At that moment, "weak chicken" suddenly twisted his neck, slipping out like a slippery loach, and burst through Ji You's palm. Ji You's pupils shrank, ready to draw her knife and strike…
Just then, a fierce gust of wind struck. As Ji You dodged to the side, she realized it was a powerful arrow. She raised her hand to block the arrow with the back of the knife.
