Don't Even Think About Coveting It
Editor: Henyee Translations
Asi coughed up a fit while he was sprawled on the bed, but his fingers were still firmly locked around the little girl's wrist, not letting go at all.
Mo Lian just so happened to enter with his hands behind his back, and he was instantly enraged upon seeing this episode. A slender pitch-black long sword that emitted a dark lustrous glow appeared abruptly in his palm.
Without any room for objection, the sword immediately slashed at the youth Asi's left arm.
Asi wasn't stupid, and he naturally evaded with a roll towards the interior of the bed when he saw the sword's glint.
In the end, that rampant sword energy cleaved the entire bed open with a clatter. Asi rolled from the interior of the bed back to the center and fell into the crack in the bed. He clutched his chest and coughed for quite a while but still hadn't climbed out.