The Way of Martial Arts, Only Killing

To everyone’s surprise, Chen An’nian calmly withdrew his blade as if nothing had happened.

The fresh blood that had been flowing ceased instantly.

Chen An’nian grinned and said, “Thank you, Young Master Wu Huan, for enlightening me. However, Young Master Wu Huan, do you have any other plans? If not, you might die tonight.”

Wu Huan immediately tried to step back, but Chen An’nian followed closely, grabbing his wrist and pressing their bodies together.

In Wu Huan’s eyes, Chen An’nian’s kind and innocent smile appeared like that of a demon, both sinister and terrifying.

“How… how is it possible that you’re unharmed!?”

“This is absolutely… impossible!”

Wu Huan struggled desperately to break free from Chen An’nian’s grip but despairingly discovered that Chen An’nian’s hands were as unyielding as forged steel, impossible to escape.

This was not the strength one could possess in the Thousand Forces Realm.

The situation had completely surpassed his control.