A Word Worth a Thousand Gold

"Hmm?"

Bruna, who had been secretly peeking from the side, was astonished and quickly covered her mouth. Wudang Young Master Song, Song Miaosong, was actually bowing to the letter with the ninth-grade sword intent? What was going on? Even if the sword intent was rare, with Wudang Sect's identity, it shouldn't warrant such a gesture?

Song Miaosong sensed the change in Bruna's aura.

"Who?"

Song Miaosong suddenly turned his head and looked toward Bruna's location.

A Tatar woman?

Song Miaosong frowned slightly, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes. Due to national enmity, Song Miaosong had no goodwill toward people outside the Great Ming Dynasty, especially considering the numerous Tatar raids on the border of the Great Ming Dynasty, where they committed atrocities.

Bruna felt a trace of killing intent from Song Miaosong. Her pretty face changed slightly, and she suddenly regretted sneaking out.