The Phoenix aura dissipated, and Jun Yuan approached the vice chief of the bandits, who remained seated on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Trembling with fear, the vice chief watched as Jun Yuan steadily advanced towards him. Desperately, he attempted to reach for his sword, but his weakened state rendered him powerless.
Jun Yuan wore a sly smirk as he addressed the vice chief, his eyes glinting with curiosity. "Vice chief, your sword technique has truly impressed me. I'm quite intrigued. Where did you acquire such a remarkable skill?"
The vice chief's gaze met Jun Yuan's, his mind racing with the memory of the magnificent Phoenix manifestation that had unfolded moments ago. The realization dawned upon him that Jun Yuan and his companions were no ordinary individuals. He clenched his teeth and retorted defiantly, "Why should I divulge the origins of my sword technique to the likes of you?"
