Alchemy Commission.
A crisp sword cry rang out, and bone-chilling light shattered the dark gray bricks and tiles.
The brick wall came crashing down, leaving nothing but ruins within this tiny corner.
By the time the sword cry faded and several Cloud Knights on duty at the Alchemy Commission rushed over,
they found only a young man in a black indoor robe standing before the wreckage. His long hair covered his forehead, his eyes lowered as he stood in silent stillness.
Before him
was a wooden table sliced diagonally in two. The cups atop it were wrapped in frost, while the tea on the table had long since frozen into solid ice.
Even the warm mist that had once carried the tea's fragrance had turned to rime, icy crystals drifting down like flecks of light.
Jingliu's strike had not injured him, nor had she intended to.
She had only left behind one sentence:
"I want to see her."
Then she cut loose her dammed-up sorrow with a single sword strike and left the Alchemy Commission along the ruins, resolute and unhesitating.
She brushed past Bai Heng just like that.
Without another word.
"What happened here?"
"Did some abomination break in?"
The two Cloud Knights asked in succession.
Their voices were gentle, and they did not even dare speak loudly.
Because they could sense that the downcast man before them was emotionally unstable.
And someone who could emerge unscathed from an attack of that level was clearly no ordinary person.
Yet Bai Heng ignored them.
He merely silently extended his left hand from his long sleeve. With a slight movement of the sleeve, a three-foot sword appeared in Bai Heng's hand.
Seeing Bai Heng draw his sword,
the two Cloud Knights instantly became alert. They raised their Cloud Knight spears and