Chen Yi halted his sword's edge, the sweeping Sword Qi slicing through Qin Tu's hair tips, leaving the latter trembling with fear.
He sheathed his sword and asked:
"What do you want?"
Qin Tu crawled up from the ground, glanced at the corpses scattered around, swallowed hard, and said:
"Hero, we've been tracking the whereabouts of the Western Jin swordsman known as Lonely Smoke Sword recently. Might I ask if you have ever heard of him?"
Lonely Smoke Sword…
Chen Yi had indeed heard of him.
This man was one of the renowned swordsmen of the Western Jin. In the Capital City, he was commonly known as the Little Broken Swordsman, frequently traveling between the two nations under the guise of a Darts Master.
"Why are you searching for him?"
