No one expected Chu Qianli to strike at Han Zhan.
Han Zhan himself was taken completely by surprise.
With a hiss, Han Zhan only felt a pain in his arm.
Looking back, Chu Qianli had spun around and was now back in her original position.
Such skill, so clean and efficient!
Such speed, unbelievably fast!
How could this possibly be the same Chu Qianli who was previously so inept?
"Ah! Han Zhan, you're bleeding!"
Chu Huaiyu, standing beside Han Zhan, exclaimed with wide-open almond eyes, staring at Han Zhan's arm.
Han Zhan's gaze, however, remained fixed on Chu Qianli, unable to look away.
In Chu Qianli's beautiful cloud-like eyes, there was now a layer of coldness that had never been seen before.
In those large eyes, there was an unrestrained irony.
So glaring!
And yet so aloof and proud!
Was this really the same Chu Qianli he remembered, who used to be affected and fawned over him persistently?
"Han Zhan, you've lost a lot of blood, how are you feeling?"
