Luotong Street was a main north-south thoroughfare in Linggui Town, lined on both sides with parasol trees. When the autumn wind began to blow, or after a night of cold rain, fluttering leaves would fall and drift across the entire town.
At this moment, near the intersection of Luotong Street and Qingping Lane, two outsiders stood in intense confrontation.
One was dressed in purple martial attire, carrying himself with an imposing and heroic bearing that exuded the unmistakable air of a sword cultivator.
Chapter 16