Chapter 7 - 5 I Didn’t Ask For It
West Factory Thousand Households Min Ning looked at the three corpses in the alley.
"Two of them had their throats slit in one stroke. The strikes were executed with precision and swiftness—they were dead before they even had the chance to draw their weapons."
Min Ning scanned the corpses casually, then stepped forward. Her brows carried a heroic air, her expression solemn.
Upon seeing Song Shengbao's corpse, Min Ning glanced at it briefly before her pupils constricted slightly.
"The blade was snapped cleanly. Judging by the cut... both sides curve slightly—it must have bent sharply during the strike and then suddenly broke under immense force. Powerful and explosive... Is this the Severing Jiao Blade Technique?"
Min Ning's face showed a hint of astonishment.
In the Capital City, there was only one other person she could think of who might use the Severing Jiao Blade Technique.
"It must be Chen Yi... But didn't he just steal the blade technique a month ago?"
When this mysterious man of unknown origins suddenly rose to a prominent position a month prior, Min Ning had regarded him with disdain.
Connections—no one likes them.
To make things worse, Chen Yi was in his twenties yet hadn't even reached the rank of Ninth Grade Martial Artist. He was as blank as a sheet of paper.