She moved like a faint shadow, swiftly weaving through the smoke, her speed as fast as lightning cutting through the night sky, or like a nimble specter darting through the dark night. Her feet touched the ground as lightly as a dragonfly skimming the water, each exertion perfectly calibrated, allowing her to quickly change positions in this complex and dangerous environment.
At times she glided sideways, her movements light and smooth, like a fish swimming in water; at other times she turned rapidly, as agile as a nimble monkey, deftly avoiding the invading smoke as she quickly approached Li ManCang, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on her target, the pervasive smoke seeming nothing but an illusion to her.
Li ManCang was shocked to see Yili unaffected by the smoke, a flash of panic crossed his previously fierce eyes, like a beast cornered by a hunter. As he was about to make another move, Yili appeared before him like a ghost, her speed leaving him no time to react.
