C78 Dreaming in the Day

Han Binn didn't cease his assault, his gaze swiftly scanning the incoming silk.

Dung Juan's face paled as she quickly formed a hand seal, halting the silk's advance. The moment it paused, a small green sword appeared before her, a sheen of cold sweat on her forehead. Had she been even a moment slower, she would have perished under that sword's strike. She couldn't fathom how Han Binn