C220 Kneel down for Me!

Qing Yun stood with an air of arrogance, hands clasped behind his back. Facing Zuo Wanfei, he didn't even bother to draw his weapon.

"Qing Yun!" Xiahou Yingcai seethed, his eyes bloodshot as he fixed a furious stare on Young Master Qing Yun.

Defeat was one thing; the Myriad Sword Sect could accept that