Sword Master Jun Wuxin (2)
Before then, there were even a few disciples among the older ones who were still chattering leisurely, however, the appearance of the youthful cultivator in black robes made them keep shut.
Although he had yet to make a sound, all of his actions carried a profound gracefulness that made anyone who looked at him to not help but be enthralled by his aura.
When he appeared, it seemed like a treasure sword had descended but the sword remained particularly unsheathed leaving a sense of terror in most of the disciples mind.
Without a word, he casually sat on a futon which he summoned out of nowhere after he arrived. The sights of the disciples turned solemn but they could not speak easily after seeing that the youth shut his eyes for a while after he sat.
PIAK!