"Are you the patriarch's son?"
Jiang Yan lowered her gaze to study the sword blade, her long eyelashes casting butterfly-wing shadows across her cheeks.
Suddenly, she flickered her wrist and shook her blade, and the three-foot-long blue-steel sword split into countless afterimages in an instant. Every single afterimage condensed frost crystals visible to the naked eye, and upon closer inspection, those ice crystals turned out to be countless miniature Sword Intent runes!
Chapter 704