"Sister... what are you sneaking around here for?" Su Heng's voice was calm, but there was an unexplainable gleam in his eyes.
Su Li took a step back.
She felt her back press against the edge of the table.
In the periphery of her vision, the whale oil lamp burned silently. Xiao Qing trembled all over but still lurked in the shadows, ready for an ambush.
"I..."
Su Li swallowed, her face squeezing out a strained smile, "Father called you to come eat, and I saw you weren't there, so I just..."
"Is that so?"
Su Heng tilted his head, seemingly not thinking much of it.
"Let's go eat now."
With that said, without waiting for Su Li's response, Su Heng turned and walked towards the door.
Chi!
In an instant, a flicker of firelight.
In the shadows cast by the whale oil lamp, two figures intersected.
Su Li joined her fingers together like a sword, her strength ebbing and flowing, driving a faint cold light, and suddenly stabbing toward the Jiao Valley acupoint at Su Heng's waist.
