Jun Hua moved her feet into the room, feeling aggrieved. Her grandfather didn't have long to live, but she didn't really want to see him took out his sword again. Ever since the fight with Lan Pan months ago, she already knew, her grandfather was not supposed to hold the sword anymore.
"Miss, please calmed yourself," Xia said worriedly.
Jun Hua didn't answer as she moved her feet towards her room. She wanted to fight back and didn't allow those assassins to succeed. Even if her condition right now didn't allow her to use her sword, she still has more means to fight.
She would not back down and let them do as they please!
Jun Zhenxian waved his sword back and forth with his entire being. He was once hailed as the great general on the battlefield, so his strength was still very big when he truly wanted to use them.
Despite being old, he was still very powerful.
Despite only using one hand, he proved to them that his title was not for naught.
