C239 Eye of the Broken Swan(13)

In the blinding light that felt sharp enough to slice through skin, Zhang Ze saw the Red Ghost charging at him, his own reactions hopelessly slow.

The blade was pressed against his neck, and with a push of the hilt, it swept across in a glowing arc.

Despair washed over Zhang Ze.

He felt as if all was lost.

The very next second, Red Ghost appeared before him again