C281 I Can't Return the Goods

The sword qi was invisible, capable of slicing through leaves and taking lives with equal ease. As the leaves settled on the ground, they had been split into eighty-one pieces.

"Very good."

Hou Chao turned abruptly, his figure darting forward in a swift motion.

His departure was decisive.

Much like his sword.

When he intended to kill, his strike was decisive.

And if he failed