PREVIEW
... uctor’s residential area, Zhai He held a long knife in his hand, slashing at the training dummy in the courtyard like a madman.
"Damn it! Damn it!" Zhai He cursed as he chopped, his anger reaching the sky.
The iron-cast dummy rang with a clang and sparked under the force of the blows.
As for the long knife in Zhai He’s hand, it had long been nicked and notched.
"Shit! Shit!" Even with the blade curving, Zhai He continued to swing wildly.
After a few swipes ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























