Chu Qing ultimately resisted the temptation deep within his heart, and his restless feet were pulled back.
Miss Wu finally sensed something amiss behind her.
She suddenly turned around and met Chu Qing's eyes, which were full of teasing laughter.
"Well, well, the great young lady of Celestial Dance City, stealing in broad daylight?
"What good thing are you trying to steal, do you need my help?"
Wu Qianhuan's face darkened. This rascal walked without making a sound, his Inner Breath was steady, and he hid quietly; truly worthy of being an assassin.
"Why didn't I notice you?"
"If you could detect me easily, how could I make a living killing people?"
Chu Qing shook his head:
"And if we're talking vigilance, you're far behind.
"This is just Celestial Dance City; no one is trying to assassinate you. Otherwise, even ten of you would have been dead just now from that distance."
"…"
Wu Qianhuan rolled her eyes and retrieved a sword from her waist, tossing it to Chu Qing.
