Chapter Sixteen: Furnace River of Iron

ross-legged on a meditation cushion in a quiet room.Behind him, on the wall, hung a scroll depicting a Taoist priest in a dignified purple robe. The brushstrokes were delicate, and the image was lifel...t down with his sword without any remorse!In the wine shop in Zhongshan State, Jiang Wang held his sword and faced Zhao Xuan yang. He said, "You have forty breaths' time to leave this place. After for...