Ye Qing Luo's speed was very fast, just like a ghost.
Ye Qing Qian felt a chill in her spine when she recalled how her face was ruined by Ye Qing Luo when she gave her a chance to get close enough.
With the last lesson learned, Ye Qing Qian swiftly retreated backwards and managed to avoid Ye Qing Luo with a false sway.
Ye Qing Qian's weapon was a long whip, which was meant for a long-range attack.
And Ye Qing Luo used the dagger, which could only be effective in a close proximity.
As long as she was able to keep Ye Qing Luo from being near her, there was nothing she could do!
With this thought in her mind, Ye Qing Qian's eyes revealed a ray of grit as she held onto the handle of the long whip and waved again.
Ye Qing Luo raised her brows interestingly.
Perhaps after teaching Ye Qing Qian a lesson, she appeared to be more mature now.
Could still made use of her brain and thought of a way to counter.