Red with wrath

Yuan Xuelan's mind was red with wrath.

How dare this fake sully Liu Sumeng's likeness and wear his appearance without fear or repercussion? Yuan Xuelan was going to make him pay. 

Silei clashed with Mingshui's dull edge. Sparks flew and Yuan Xuelan was ready or the subtle pivot that came his way. Hah! Liu Sumeng taught him the basics and something like this wasn't going to catch him off guard.

A flicker of surprise passed through Blackie's visage but it might have only been Yuan Xuelan's imagination. 

Silei came down with fire and Blackie barely slipped out of the way, suffering a slice to the jaw. 

A sneering grin pulled on Xuelan's features, madness danced in his eyes, blown out wide. "If you think your little act is so convincing then I say you really need to try harder! My Sumeng wouldn't be as pathetic as you."