In this situation, a mere stretch of Gong Zijia’s graceful arm would have been enough for her Moon Shadow Sword to pierce Chen Xuan’s throat.
The precious blade, radiating a faint, hazy violet-blue moonlight, carried a chill that seemed to emanate from the Moon Palace itself.
In that moment, two excuses for his own defense flashed through Chen Xuan’s mind.
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