Chapter Eighteen: Wu Fu

ve than her, not even giving her this chance.Not until the dust settled did Jiang Wang sheathe his sword and watch silently as the man with a snakebone face writhed in pain on the mud.Her cloak was sl... looking austere. He wasn't accompanied by any attendants and stood alone outside the door. His bow and sword were sheathed, but his sharpness remained undiminished."Welcome, honored guest! I, Jiang W...