C1538 Women Are Made of Iron

"Ahem, speak properly. After all, swords have no eyes." Xu Zhe carefully pushed the sword away from his neck.

What was this woman's heart made of? Iron or steel? How could she be so heartless?

He didn't have a shred of sympathy for himself.

Is she still my senior sister?

Am I still Lu Kaihuang's disciple?

In essence, Xu Zhe was no different from himself and the Great Void.

At most