The chill of the dark night swirled around them.
Shen Yue closed his eyes and played the qin, the music flowing continuously as he also kept speaking, "I've always been wondering what kind of person you are, what exactly are you plotting?"
Several beams of light shot towards them at the same time.
Shiying's flower-like face slightly changed, and Yang Yao was also startled.
By the time they saw the beams of light, the light had already reached them, just as when you see the sun, the sunlight instantly bathes you.
This speed was usually beyond human ability to counter.
Yet Shen Yue lightly plucked the strings, and with that, beams of light shot out from the strings, meeting the incoming light perfectly.
The beams of light collided in the air, like fireworks being released.
Beautiful yet forlorn.
Yang Yao watched with eyes wide and mouth agape, utterly at a loss as to how Shen Yue, with his eyes closed, could anticipate and counter the Judge of Fengdu's assassination attempt.