An hour ago.
Within an abandoned relic blooming with Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flowers.
A certain man holding a sword increasingly found women to be inherently nagging creatures.
Even the solitary king in front of him was no exception.
It was just about blessing the sword in his arms, why is it taking so long this time?
Li Bai stroked his slightly stubbly chin, looking at the tall woman's silhouette not far away.
She stood gracefully in a sapphire-colored Immortal Dress within the Crystal Pavilion, with her back turned to him outside the pavilion, holding the sword in one hand.
The tall woman and the sword in her hand were both enveloped in frosty white moonlight.
Crap, is this old woman going to steal his sword?
Going back on the deal with Mr. Bai and swindle him?
Li Bai, often deceived by fake wine, couldn't help but suspect, glancing at the pavilion like he was looking at some unscrupulous tavern.
