His originally stern and piercing eyes seemed to be tinged with a layer of defeated gloom as he calmly regulated his breath.
Baili An took the medicine powder from Lin Guiyuan's hand and sprinkled it over his injured arm. He lowered his head and said, "Isn't your name Jin Sheng? Why do they all call you Lord Yuanli?"
The moment Jin Sheng opened his mouth to speak, he choked and coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood. He calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his still intact left hand and said, "My name is Jin Sheng, and Yuanli is the name of this sword."
Baili An glanced at the dark gold longsword resting quietly on his lap without a change in expression and said with a low chuckle, "It's a rare thing for a man to be less famous than his sword."
