C580 I'll Give You the Hidden Dragon Swordsmanship

Heaven Mark.

The stars twinkled faintly in the night sky.

Luo Feng sat atop the city walls, a bottle of red wine in hand, leaning against his peach wood sword as the night breeze whispered by.

He was waiting for someone.

Off in the distance, Whelp practiced his punches. He glanced back and asked, "Do you think he'll actually show up?"

Luo Feng took a swig of wine and chuckled