"You're too slow!" Yuxin's voice resonated in Fang Lin's ear, a potent perfume wafting from behind him.
Secretly astonished, Fang Lin couldn't comprehend the extent of Yuxin's movement technique. Even before he realized what was happening, she had vanished from his sight, appearing behind him.
A palm from Yuxin approached, a gentle aura emitted from her tender and fair hand.
Fang Lin's reaction was prompt; a swift shift in his stance helped him dodge Yuxin's attack.
Yuxin showed mild surprise, a faint smile appearing on her face as she closed in on Fang Lin again, like a snake wrapping tightly around him.
"You're too slow, you can't shake me off," Yuxin scoffed, relentlessly pressing her attack onto Fang Lin.
Although Yuxin was sticking very close to Fang Lin—so close that he could smell her scent—he wasn't able to catch even the hem of her dress, as though she was an elusive shadow clinging to him.
This scene left many astounded.
