"You lord? A person from Chu."
Liang Hui's eyes held a hint of mockery as he slightly exerted force on the hilt of his sword.
If the following words were as lacking in substance, they could stay behind.
"My lord, the Saintess of the Star Moon Tower, Yao Yue."
Then, she took out a neatly folded letter from her bosom and threw it toward Shao.
No sooner had the letter left the maid's hands than it emitted dazzling Moonlight Essence, within which a graceful figure faintly appeared.
It clearly looked like a woman yet carried a supreme aura of dominance; with a single hand outstretched, she suddenly pressed towards Liang Hui.
Zoom!
The sharp sword was unsheathed, the brilliant light of the sword engulfed everything.
By the time the brilliance of the sword dissipated, all traces of the Moonlight Essence and the charming figure had vanished.
Only the young man stood with his sword, holding a piece of letter in his hand.
