She didn't wait for her opponent to make the first move as before but took the initiative to strike.
With a step, her figure moved as fast as lightning, leaving only a trail like a shooting star.
"Tch." The sound of a knife slicing into flesh made Qinghe frown in regret. This man really had some skill; anyone else would have been killed by her blade at the throat by now. Despite her swift speed, this man managed to raise his hand in time to block, and the dagger cut into his arm, deep enough to see bone but not seriously harming him.