The battle had begun, but Wu Jian made no move to attack yet. He studied Shā Ying Yue through the slits in his mask.
“I have a question,” he said at last.
“Oh?” Shā Ying Yue raised an eyebrow. “You would ask a question in the middle of battle? Either you are very confident in your victory, or you are a fool.”
“You shouldn’t say that considering you’ve done the same thing before,” he countered. Shā Ying Yue furrowed her brow. Wu Jian pressed on. “Have you ever been to Zahn City in the Shang Kingdom?”
“Zahn City…” Shā Ying Yue eyes glazed for a moment, as though searching through her memory. She smiled after a while, albeit, it was very brief. “I do remember traveling there once. I took part in a tournament several years ago. Why? Were you there at the time?”
“I was,” Wu Jian confirmed.
