Late afternoon. The setting sun cast its slanting rays.
In a quiet courtyard in Guangfu District, the heart of the South City District, flowers of every color bloomed in profusion. They vied for splendor in the hazy glow of the setting sun.
This was the Shen Family's villa in Guangfu District, not far from the South City District City Guard Headquarters. Shen Qingshuang spent most of her time here, in this small courtyard, cultivating the Martial Dao.
A jade-green longsword danced in her hand, forcibly gathering wisps of white, frosty light and radiating a grim, deadly aura.
A chill permeated the air wherever the blade pointed, and her Sword Momentum grew ever fiercer.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
As her Sword Momentum peaked, it unleashed waves of frigid air. The vibrant flowers and green leaves of the garden were sliced apart, and deep, haphazard gashes were gouged into the soil.
