Chapter Forty-Two: The Immortal in Wine

like translated!He was wiping the blade of his spear with a piece of velvet while he spoke, his head bowed.The mighty and powerful man moved with remarkable gentleness at this moment.Tai Yin quietly...thed within a single corner.The blade was mere inches from his body, the edge of his palm flashing with countless destinies. Then he drew it - a black blade of immense size, the Great Qin Duke's robe...