Qianye glanced at the divination sign, and then at the frosty Li Kuanglan. He realized instantly that he had been seen through and that any explanation would only be in vain.

He did try to salvage the situation despite his inexperience. “I didn’t mean it that way. Yes, it wasn’t intentional. You fell down from the sky after all.” He wasn’t quite aware of the worsening situation and that Li Kuanglan’s expression was becoming increasingly unsightly.

A crisp voice suddenly rang out, “What fell from the sky?”

Another good-looking figure appeared in the courtyard. That maid was a step slower but still made it in time to hear Qianye’s last words.

Li Kuanglan could no longer hold back. Her sword left its sheath with a clang and shot toward Qianye’s throat. “Enough with the nonsense! One of us shall die today!”

The blade flickered like a bolt of lightning even before the shout had ended, denying Qianye any chance of explaining. Its speed was simply inconceivable and exceeded the limits of human perception. Even with Qianye’s speed, he could only see a cold gleam in front of him before a chill crept up his neck.

“Was I struck?” He was shocked.

A blow to the vitals! How could this strike be so fast? Despite the speed, Qianye later sensed...