"Heh, why should I?"
Qin Yu sneered and sat down on the sofa with a plop, ready to watch the show unfold.
This woman had tried to kill him three times and now, when surrounded and in danger, she expected him to come to her rescue? Did she really see him as a spineless Buddha made of clay?
"You..."
Seeing Qin Yu unmoved, Han Qingying trembled with anger, and through clenched teeth said, "Fine, boy, you want to see how I fare that badly? I'll kill you first!"
Whoosh...
With no visible movement from Han Qingying, a gleaming Soft Sword suddenly appeared in her hand. With a flick in the wind, it unleashed a fierce sword energy straight for Qin Yu.
Dammit!
Qin Yu knew Han Qingying was formidable but hadn't expected her to be this powerful.
He quickly rolled to the side to narrowly avoid the sword energy.
But the leather sofa he'd been sitting on snapped in two with a crack.
"I'll slaughter you first!"