A row of prune trees cut the view in the yard into two different halves; one side was summer and the other side autumn.
Ye Hongyu stood still. The bun on her head was loosened, making her hair fall down from her shoulders. Her face was even paler than before, but her eyes lit up.
Ning Que raised his arm to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The fight was drawn, and no one died or lost.
But Ning Que was wearing an expansive smile on his face. He was so satisfied with the result that as if the thread of blood at the corner of his mouth was smiling too.
He didn't use the Haotian Divine Light disguised by the Great Spirit, nor did he use his podao. Only by using the Martial Arts of Talisman, he had managed to push Yu Hongyu to use her Taoist Fish, which made him really proud.