Lin Hao's words flowed like poetry, perfectly articulating the true essence of the sword dance.
On the Wind and Cloud Platform, the Little Witch, Yu Mengru, covered her small mouth, her big eyes sparkling like stars.
Meng Qing was so captivated she even forgot her own predicament, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a dazzling light.
Below the Wind and Cloud Platform, Sword One came to his senses. He cupped his fist to Lin Hao and said, "Young Master Lin is truly a heaven-sent genius. You captured the true essence of the sword dance in just a few words. The realm you speak of is one I can only dream of."
Sword One made no attempt to hide the admiration in his voice.
Lin Hao smiled but said nothing.
He knew Sword One wasn't finished speaking.
