C48 The Shy Murong Meng

A young woman clad in a black dress wielded a soft sword with grace. In stillness, it was as supple as silk; in motion, it transformed into a deadly blade, poised to strike at the throat.

Despite her current disheveled state, her innate elegance was undiminished. In fact, her determined resistance only served to enhance her captivating allure.

Murong Meng, with her soft sword in hand