Not far away, a middle-aged man with an imposing demeanor, holding a sword in both hands, came into view. From him, Ye Xuan could feel an extremely intense aura of sharpness, a distinctive trait of swordsmen. Indeed, Liu Qinghe of the Sword Sect was worthy of his title, concealing his aura without showing it, and only someone like Ye Xuan, who was also proficient in the Sword Dao, could sense his unique sharpness.
"Sword Sect's Liu Qinghe." Li Ziting pronounced slowly, by his side.
"True to the Sword Sect, he indeed possesses the demeanor befitting his title."
Ye Xuan nodded. It was his first meeting with Liu Qinghe, and it wasn't appropriate to discuss the latter's true strength yet. However, judging solely by his aura, the title of the Sword Sect seemed to carry the substance beneath its reputation.
