Ye Cheng bent down at a dramatic speed. Before blinking an eye, he grabbed the dagger on the ground, raised his arm and threw it out. It was incredibly fast.

The cold flashed away, and before Stuart could respond, the dagger was pinned precisely into his right hand and pierced his palm. Meng Suying shut her eyes in a hurry when she saw a flash of cold light.

Stu-hao cried out miserably. His right hand was so painful that he could hardly exert any more. He released his hand conditionally, and the dagger in his hand fell down to the ground along his plain body.

Ye Chengjian rushed up, grabbed...