"The attacking bandits have all been executed."
"Hmm."
Song Kewang nodded indifferently, stepped to the altar, suddenly grasped the hilt of the Thousand-Autumn Demon Sword, and slowly drew it out under the gaze of others.
"Swish!"
He held the sword in his hand, pointing towards the distance:
"To the Ren Family!"
"Once there, it should be enough."
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"Lord Kong, I appreciate your kindness, but my sister will not go to Prefecture City with you; she has someone she admires... it's Young Master Fang."
Liu Qinghuan's words echoed in Hundred Households Commander Kong's mind.
"Heh..."
He lowered his head and sighed lightly:
"Indeed."
"Young Master Fang comes from an extraordinary family, skilled in both literature and martial arts, unlike me, just an uncouth brute. Miss Jin Shu has stayed at the Fang Mansion for so long..."
"How could there be no affection between the two?"
