C394 The sword saint's way of the ghost

It was the Sword Saint. The Sword Saint had arrived.

This rugged looking man stepped on the slightly old staircase of the residential building. Every step he took made a "ta" sound.

This voice would not only resonate in the corridors of the residential apartment, it would also occasionally resound in Wan Wan's nightmares. Wan Wan would never forget what this bastard had done to his own master