The moment Liu Wuxie unleashed the Golden Flame Strike, Steward He sensed danger surge toward him. In that instant, he realized the young man standing before him truly had the power to threaten his life.0

If Liu Wuxie hadn't broken through to the third level of the Spirit Profound Realm, he would have ordered Miao Jianying to take the two women and flee.0

Liu Wuxie hurled the Golden Flame Strike straight at Steward He's head.0

Steward He summoned a heavy blade just in time and used it to block the attack.0

"What a fine blade," Liu Wuxie said, his tone sincere.0

As a lover of blades, he didn't hesitate to offer praise when faced with a weapon of such outstanding quality.0

Steward He ran his hand along the blade and replied, "Indeed. It has accompanied me through hundreds of years of war and slain thousands."0

Liu Wuxie understood that sentiment more than anyone.0

But the tension between them only grew thicker. Steward He had no intention of showing mercy just because Liu Wuxie admired his weapon. Praise meant nothing here, certainly not enough to spare a life.0

The two charged at each other again, their movements blurring into streaks of light as blade auras...0