C43 No One Tomorrow(part I)

An old man came to Hsing City.

His silver hair was dirty and his gray robe was tattered. However, his feet that stepped on the ground were as white and flawless as a piece of jade.

The old man sighed and continued walking through the pitch black night.

In Wan family's Wan Chen's mansion, he was cleaning the sword.

Sitting on this sword was the other one in Yang Faan's house