A step's distance was a line between life and death.
Bai Zhanting stood in place, completely devoid of vitality, like a leaf in autumn, its glory fleeting, withering in mourning.
"This... how could this..."
Bai Nanyin's face paled, hardly believing what she saw.
Three steps' distance, for Bai Zhanting, seemed as far as the ends of the earth—not only was he unable to step forward but even his life was surrendered in the process?
What was most eerie was that from beginning to end, Zhou Dao stood in place without any movement, as if all these had nothing to do with him.
Bai Nanyin was utterly baffled, a deep astonishment visible in her tremulous eyes; she couldn't understand, and didn't even know whether Bai Zhanting had suddenly died abruptly or if this had anything to do with Zhou Dao!
"Heh, bold enough to challenge my master, commendable courage..." Husky teased with a lolling tongue and a cold laugh.
"Do you think you're the arch-enemy of the Master?"
