Three breaths later, after shaking down a few layers of Sword Qi, Li Bai, holding the sword upright, tucked it into his embrace without a glance backward, and turned away.
Behind him, the lake, which had been dull and lightless, began to shimmer anew.
The stars glittered brilliantly, and the moonlight circulated gracefully.
Although it had not fully returned to its original state, as it was before the little fish had departed, it was largely unnoticeable to the untrained eye.
A swordsman walking away with a sword in his arms couldn't help but sigh:
"It's just a lifetime of drudgery, always wiping asses after others, damn it, when I go to Sacrificial Moon Mountain to see her this time, I must have a good talk with her..."
Straight after, the swordsman seemed to remember his high-level practitioner's burden, coughed lightly, muttered a strange phrase, and left.
