Chapter 244
On a moonlit night, in the backyard of the Marquis's Mansion, Su Jian stands among the flowers, and the gentle breeze brings bursts of floral fragrance. He drew his sword and danced, his tall figure swaying with the wind, and his pure white clothes seemed to blend into the moonlight. The hazy tree shadows and delicate flowers made him feel a bit dazzled. The heart followed the shadow, the shadow carried with him, and the body followed the sword. However, the cold light on the tip of the sword sud