Gao Dongran sneered inwardly. So what if you're strong? Once my dagger pierces you, you'll die just the same! Oh, Lin Kuang, Lin Kuang... After fighting you for so long, you will finally die by my hand!
Just as he was thinking this, a flash of cold light streaked by, knocking his dagger off course. In that instant, Gao Dongran froze. What… what just happened?
While he was still in shock, Lin Kuang abruptly turned, sweeping Nameless toward Gao Dongran's neck. A moment ago, Lin Kuang had used Nameless to deflect the dagger.
Seeing the cold glint of the sword attacking him, Gao Dongran instinctively pushed off with both feet, retreating explosively. He was lucky to move so quickly; otherwise, his head would have been lopped clean off.
