"Does it hurt?"
Hearing Chu Liang's question, the short, stout man looked all around, baffled, and then turned to glance behind him.
But what met his eyes was just a flash of green sharpness.
The wide half-moon-shaped blade was embedded in his back. The Flying Leaf Sharp Knife had ended up on him without his notice.
"It really hurts, ah..."
Thud.
Only then did his response kick in, as he unhesitatingly keeled over to the ground and fainted.
It was fortunate that Chu Liang decided not to be lethal and did not infuse the blade with full True Qi. Also, thanks to the physical toughness of his martial artist's body, he was able to withstand the blow and fell into a deep unconscious state, barely hanging on to his life.
If Chu Liang had gone all out and met an average cultivator with a weaker physical constitution, it was entirely possible that he would have been bifurcated by a single slash.
"Second brother!"
