Book 15: Chapter 108
Bu might’ve opted for something else if he could choose again. He also might have regretted his decision in the future, but he went ahead with his first thought in the moment. Well, he actually regretted it immediately afterwards and even questioned his own sanity. However, he didn’t want to filter it; watching the sword pierce him was nothing worth reliving. Therefore, he decided to just drop the memory since he lived by the adage that there was nothing worth regretting in life to begin with.
A little earlier, when the two teams came face to face, it was clear which team had the overwhelming advantage. The enemy team already numbered more than twenty people and were continuing to increase as time passed, not to mention they had the ability to clear out a street. In contrast, the two of them were just kids.
The Night Sparrow squad had Bu and Zizi encircled at the same time they cleared out the street; even the higher grounds had been occupied. Bu set himself up for defeat from the moment he decided to underestimate them and returned to the capital. He didn’t appear to care, though, until the lady bearing the “Night Sparrow” alias showed up.
Even up north, one would have been hard pressed to find a woman who was tall as a man and packing a physique notably more intimidating than a female warrior. It was impossible to not spot her in a crowd when she embodied every characteristic and feature that made her easy to remember, yet it was hard to remember her appearance when she showed up in a crowded place.
Li Zizi never took his attention off Black Sparrow since keeping tabs on the enemy leader was the wise thing to do in any confrontation. Howbeit, there was no distinct pattern to her movements. She advanced until she was only ten metres from the boys, yet Li Zizi nearly forgot the sound of her unique gait when she first appeared, and even her appearance was indistinct in his memories.
She treaded extremely lightly, propelling herself forward after each brief moment of contact with the ground just as anyone would. In saying that, her footsteps were inaudible to Li Zizi. Her discipline enabled her to erase the sound of her footsteps at will, empowering her to give different impressions each time, making it difficult to remember her. Before Li Zizi could comment on her skill being the most desirable skill for an agent, he inhaled deeply and then heard, “Hey, suck up your drool!”
“Who’s drooling?!”
Bu responded, “What? You think she’s pretty? She’s old enough to be your aunt. How desperate are you? Or are you into older women? Ew!”
“Hey! Don’t make things up! I was just looking at her…” Li Zizi stopped himself from saying that he was observing her skills in case people grew vigilant of him.