Chapter 257: This Is a Sword!

Whispers rippled through the crowd. They had clearly recognized the blade. "Brat, dying under my Gallant family's Moonfrost Sky Sword means your ancestors' graves have been smoking with incense for eighteen generations!" "Today, I, Callum Gallant, grant you death!" Callum's beard and hair bristled with killing intent, his presence soaring like a banner in the wind. He stared down at the world as if he were a god holding everything in his palm. Then he slashed out with a single stroke. The night...