Darling Ye, Take Medicine
Editor: Atlas Studios
Silver moonlight covered the bluestone street.
The storm stopped, leaving only a black-clothed saberman standing in front of the bookstore, facing the circular pit in front of him.
The sudden confrontation was actually very short. It only took about ten breaths of time.
At this moment, some lights lit up in the academy in the distance. Many figures walked out of the houses to check.
Ye Jingtang maintained his posture of drawing his saber at any time. He only retracted his sharp gaze when there was no more movement on the street.
He looked down. There was a circular hole in his robe at his heart, revealing the golden page inside. He moved the Dragon Form Picture away. From the hole in his clothes, it could be seen that his left pectoral muscle had been ruptured and that his chest and shoulder were bruised.