Deep inside the quiet inner courtyard of the Zhenbei Estate, the inner chamber filled with the faint fragrance of medicine seemed isolated from all the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
Qin Lie sat cross-legged on the footstool beside his father's bed, his eyes half-closed, the Goose Feather Saber resting horizontally across his knees.
His breathing was long and even, with his chest barely rising and falling. He was like a monolith in meditation, merging seamlessly with the dim surroundings. Only the cold blade upon his knees, occasionally reflecting a sharp, chilling gleam in the candlelight, betrayed the terrifying power dormant beneath his seemingly calm exterior.
Chapter 212