Chapter 9
Aihi shoved Chunfeng aside with a burst of ki, knocking him out of the arrow’s trajectory. She cried out when it speared her shoulder instead, sending her to the ground with the raw force of the blow.
“Guards!” Chunfeng’s slender silver jian flew out of its sheath, the flying blade flicking downward and commanding the curtain of rosy flowers to collapse around them.
Qi vibrated in the air, and what was normally a serene essence beneath his control became tremulous, incensed. His eyes glowed silver, the wrath of the moon blaring around the gazebo in search of a target.
The bushi sprung to action. Half of them took up a defensive arrangement around Aihi and Chunfeng; the others raced off in the direction the attack had come from. Where shadowy figures were lurching from the thi
