Chapter 59: The Feeling of Hugging a Leg

, its sword tip slanted toward the ground. The blade, as clear and cold as ice jade, remained unstained by blood. Blood trickled down the blade, converging at the tip into a single drop of thick blood...tood up and said, "Your Highness, I should take my leave."Li Yinhu spoke, "A few days ago, I mentioned..."Long Huaiyu's expression remained calm as he took out a stack of silver notes from his sleeve...