"Give the dagger back to me." Feng Lan's words carried some urgency, clearly showing the importance she attached to the dagger.
"Oh? It's just a dagger; why so anxious?" Xiang Yu said with a teasing smile.
He had seen the entire dagger clearly now. It was exactly the same as his own, as if they were a matched pair. When he had first obtained his dagger, he heard that there were only three like it in existence.
"Give it back to me." Feng Lan was angry and then lashed out towards Xiang Yu.
Now holding the dagger, Xiang Yu held a certain advantage and began a counter-offensive, but he didn't go for the kill with each strike like Feng Lan, instead he launched probing attacks.
However, Xiang Yu was puzzled by Feng Lan's skills because they were too similar to his own. Clashing with Feng Lan felt like back when he used to spar with his own teammates.
