In the dead of night, only the occasional carriage passed through Tan Yang City.
From afar, the melodies from the music pavilion continuously drifted over, mingled with bursts of coquettish laughter.
Two figures, one chasing and one fleeing, quickly arrived at the front of a pawnshop at the street corner.
"You can't escape, put down the item!" Qingsu said coldly.
In terms of running, her body technique was evidently slightly faster than the other's.
In no time, the two of them exchanged hurried strikes for several moves. The figure was eager to escape but kept getting entangled by her.
Seeing that time was dragging on, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He dropped the box, spread his arms, and engaged in full combat against Qingsu.
The figure's moves were complete and his actions were bold, with his arms serving as the base, his offensive and defensive powers were much greater than Qingsu's.
Overall, he was evidently at the Ninth Grade level.
