"Assassins, of course, prioritize intelligence. Originally instructed not to harm your life, but your mouth is too foul, so we'll cut your tongue out to teach you a lesson!"
As the cold and alluring woman's words fell, her figure swiftly turned, moving gracefully like a startled swan and a playful dragon, resembling the goddess Luo Shen.
Ouyang Yi was slightly surprised, suddenly feeling a touch of magnificent edge pressing against his forehead.
Although he made a reflexive reaction in a fraction of a second, he couldn't completely avoid it.
Shh!
The magnificent blade grazed him, leaving a nearly two-inch long blood scar on Ouyang Yi's cheek.
"Damn, disfigured!" Ouyang Yi leapt ten yards away, staring at the cold and alluring woman with anger and surprise, "You woman, you're so pretty, how can you be so vicious?"
"The first move was just a test!"
The cold and alluring woman's blue hair flew as she posed gracefully, somehow holding a jade thin sword in her slender hand.
