C633 Han Let Me Ask You Something

In the study.

Di Linghan sat on a sandalwood chair, his entire body exuding a cold and heavy aura. He looked at the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall of the study room, looked at the sword hanging diagonally, and his mind was filled with images of Hua Yan.

Especially that long sword, the gem on the sheath was forcefully dug out by someone with a dagger.

He thought of that day