"Gurgle..."
Moritaro Haneba's head rolled away. His eyes were wide open, staring in disbelief, his face still frozen in terror. He could not understand how, after twenty-one years of training in swordplay under the strongest master, he had failed to block a single strike from Shen Ye. Had his master not called him the second-most gifted swordsman? Why had he died the moment he stepped onto the battlefield?
No one was there to answer his questions. From start to finish, Shen Ye had not even deigned to look at him properly.
Chapter 81