C1757 Disdain

As the two blades bore down on him, Qin Ming stepped back with unruffled composure.

"You've been duped."

Suddenly, the short-sleeved elder materialized behind him, a malicious grin spreading across his face as he lunged with his dagger at Qin Ming's back.

The other two elders' assaults were mere diversions.

Their sole purpose was to shield the short-sleeved elder's attack. His dagger