Under the gaze of the masses, Qin Qingfeng approached the crowd, wreathed in an aura of auspicious divinity. His distinguished bearing and composed expression caused those present to cast side-long glances in his direction.
More than that, a saber hung at his waist; even through its scabbard, it exuded a terrifying pressure.
"This blade... how horrifying... I have never seen such an astonishing blade aura."
Chapter 52