Blind Old Man
Editor: Transn
Triple-kill Sword was extremely important to Sword Marquis Mansion.
Jian Wushuang recognized it at once even though the one in the grim-faced young man's hand was reforged.
"Looks like I found someone to pay for my liquor." Jian Wushuang grinned. He then walked up to the young man.
The moment he took the first step, he morphed into someone else.
His scarlet robe was replaced with a rugged sackcloth. He turned into a white-haired and blind old man wearing a pair of torn straw sandals.
He disguised himself as a lonely and blind old man walking on the street alone with a bamboo stick in hand.
The sound of hooves of the Wildebeest Beasts became louder as the group of people neared. The pedestrians made way for them except Jian Wushuang. He slowly walked toward the group as if he did not hear anything.
Soon the group caught sight of the blind old man.
"Hm?"