C42 Are You Courting Death?

She looked down at the hand that was holding the dagger. It was bronze-colored, and the joints were wide and big. The fingers were long and slender. No matter how one looked at it, it was a hand that was strong and powerful. To a man, this was undoubtedly a pair of hands that were beautiful. However, the hand looked very rough, and it was even rougher than the hands of generals like Jing Chengchu