Spirit Deer Valley.
Zhang Ze's arm as thick as a child's arm ultimately couldn't be concealed; the secret slipped out.
It was because when Li saw what was in Spirit Deer Valley, she couldn't hold back and, abandoning her deep friendship with Zhang Ze, revealed her true form and jumped to the ground in a hurry.
Watching Li dash into the bushes, Zhang Ze sighed and lifted his small arm to push away the always poking, unruly stick.
"Weren't you going to Sword Pavilion for something? How come you're back so soon?" Zhang Ze extended his good hand and released a slice of sword qi, slicing through the stick in Li Yueqi's hand.
"I just went to see Hei Qu for a moment, of course I'd be back quickly," Li Yueqi said.
"Hei Qu? It's still around?" Zhang Ze immediately realized he had misspoken and quickly corrected himself, "Ahem, I mean, it hasn't given up on sword practice?"
