The blade was so swift and vicious that there was no time to react.
If Han Yu had been an average person, he most likely would have fallen for it.
But he was not an average person; he was a retired special forces soldier, among the ranks of warrior kings, and what's more, after cultivating the "Heavenly Mystery Record," his reflexive speed had increased by several notches!
As time lagged and events unfolded hastily, Han Yu contracted his body downward, evading the blade with precision.
At the same time, he raised his hand and clenched his fingers into a fist, swinging it fiercely at the person in front of him.
With a muffled thud, the dark figure collapsed straight down, and at that moment, the kitchen knife in their hand clanged to the floor.
The rental room instantly returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.
Click.
Han Yu turned on the light in the rental, his eyes narrowing into slits.