Nan Huaijin

"Master Zhixian, how are you?" The middle-aged man in white looked at Master Zhixian with a smile on his face. Seeing this middle-aged man in white, Master Zhixian's eyes trembled slightly, and he put his hands together and said, "It turns out to be the donor Nanxiting. I haven't seen you for many years. The donor's swordsmanship attainments are even more mysterious and unpredictable." "Master Zhixian, thank you for your praise." The middle-aged man in white nodded slightly in return. At this...