Moving Like the Stars (Part Sixteen) Lingyun had stumbled back in panic, retreating a good thirty meters away. Jun Zhen, who had intervened, was quickly subdued by a man wielding a willow-leaf saber, forced to the outer edges of the skirmish. Composing himself, Lingyun, with his face ashen and clutching his severed hand, shot Jun Zhen a sideways glance and…