Li Guanyi galloped past, leaning down to lift the fellow up.
"Such a waste of all the skills cultivated in the Third Layer Heaven."
He noticed this nobleman's delicate skin, loose muscles, yet possessing power similar to Inner Strength from the Central Plains, which made him curious. He tossed the nobleman towards the corpse of a nearby leader. The man let out a miserable scream, trembling all over.
Li Guanyi flicked his wrist, Inner Qi circulating, and picked up the knife the man had dropped on the ground.
The knife was crafted from gold and was not heavy, weighing merely two or three pounds.
Thin as the wings of a cicada, with a sheath made of precious ebony, inlaid with seven gemstones.
Gold being soft, Li Guanyi worried that an arrow might pierce the knife, ruining its value, which is why he shot through the man's wrist instead.
