The spring waters of Jiang River still flowed tenderly, as the spring breeze carried a lingering hint of winter's chill.
The words of Jiang Dali, however, were like this chilly spring wind, seemingly gentle in tone yet chilling to the bone.
At least at this moment, the Three Heroes and Five Swords all felt a chill over their entire bodies, their steps to walk past looking tentative and comical, eliciting snickers.
"Heh heh heh, are you still the renowned Three Heroes and Five Swords under the command of Zhu the Great King, whose fame rings loud and clear?
Look at yourselves now, what a state you're in, like dogs with tails between your legs, no, worse than dogs.
At least a dog still dares to bark at people, but you won't even bark when you see someone."
A melodious female voice sounded at this moment.
Amid the fluttering fragrance of the breeze, a woman with a charming and seemingly boneless gracefulness approached quietly behind Jiang Dali.
It was Wan Wan.
