Victory without Battle

Nangong Yu glanced at the resolute and cold-faced Lu Suifeng, who commanded with unwavering confidence.

How could he have accepted such a cunning and intelligent younger brother?

What astonishing secrets lay hidden in his mind?

How many paradigm-shifting revelations were yet to be unveiled?

Each of his moves was heart-stopping, unique, and seemingly boundless, like an endless abyss with countless hidden cards.

Alas!

There is no point in speculating further; if one cannot comprehend, they never will.

I wonder how much our sister Ziyan can understand.

At the very least, she surpasses me in many ways.

Otherwise, how could she capture this man’s heart?

Perhaps it is the workings of fate, an elusive force called destiny!

“We haven’t even started fighting, why did the enemy retreat in panic?”

Ziyan expressed her regret, eager to engage in battle.

“Do you enjoy bloodshed? Do you relish killing?” Lu Suifeng asked coldly.