Xiao Han gave a sinister laugh as he struck out with one hand, seizing Mitsui Hideyoshi's two short blades. Under her shocked gaze, Xiao Han exhaled True Qi from the palm of his hand, shattering the blades. Mitsui Hideyoshi staggered back several steps, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
Alarmed, Mitsui Hideyoshi realized she had been careless; she should not have attacked Xiao Han. Now she had put herself in an awkward position.
At this point, escaping was not so simple.
Without continuing her attack, Mitsui Hideyoshi stood there, her beautiful eyes fixed on Xiao Han, a seductive look on her face. She licked her rosy, tender lips and said to Xiao Han, "You really are formidable. No one can match you. If you would spare my life, I can grant you any request."
As she spoke, a blush even appeared on Mitsui Hideyoshi's face.
"Really? Too bad I'm not interested in trash," Xiao Han said unmoved, looking at Mitsui Hideyoshi as if she were just a piece of garbage.
