A man and his sword stood under the setting sun. His figure was towering, his presence invincible.
Everyone on the scene held their breath, their hearts filled with awe. He was once the Former Chief Military Commander, undefeated on the battlefield and coveted by nobles and royalty alike. Now, not even the Imperial Clan could halt the continuation of his unbeaten myth.
Just moments ago, Shen Shaokun had been acting with supreme arrogance, ready to sentence Chen Yang to death with a few words. Now, he sat paralyzed on the ground, his entire body trembling with fear. He had arrived with an invincible aura, never taking Chen Yang seriously, and had casually spoken of taking his Ancestral Sword.
How utterly preposterous! Humiliation!
PFFT.
