Wei Xiao Hua's face brightened when she saw the tear on Prince Ji Sheng's outer arm. It might be only the clothes with no blood pouring out, but it showed that Ji Shu is the one with the advantage.
'He can do this.'
'He'll win.'
While Wei Xiao Hua was convincing herself while looking at her husband with intent gaze, the two people fighting in the middle didn't even paid the wound any need. Prince Ji Sheng kept his composure and moved nimbly to evade Ji Shu's next attack. His gaze was directed to the next attack as he switched his position and parried the attack.
Ji Shu's heartbeat increased as he recognized what Prince Ji Sheng wanted to do. Abruptly, he stepped to the back, barely evading the tip of the sword that was about to reach his chest.
Swish!
'As I thought, it's not easy.'