Knife Back in The Scabbard Chapter 17

For a moment, the entire Qianlong Pavilion was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Until Ethan Xie's sneer broke the silence.

He leaped onto the plum blossom pile and slowly pulled out the water-breaking knife with one hand. With this action, it seemed as if the wind stopped and the clouds ceased, and even the sky, which was already turning dusk, seemed to dim.

Feeling that the sunlight on his body was no longer scorching, Finn Ye rubbed his swollen temples. He tried to calm the blood in his chest, reached out to untie the black belt covering his eyes, stood in the shade of the corridor, and could barely make out the outlines of the two people on the pond.

Li Feng covered the leather-sheathed long sword at his waist and slowly pulled it out. The blade was surprisingly translucent, like a piece of clear white glass, reflecting the twilight water color, like the eyes of a beautiful woman in autumn water, completely unlike his gloomy and cold personality, but actually had a kind of tenderness that was lingering and wanted to speak.