A sound of fine fragments came from behind, catching the attention of Mitsui Shichiro and the Taoist Peach Blossom.
"My lord, let me handle this person," Mitsui Shichiro volunteered.
After a slight hesitation, Taoist Peach Blossom nodded in agreement, "Alright, I'll leave it to you."
Mitsui Shichiro swiftly turned around, his figure flickering, instantly attacking the figure chasing from behind.
Swoosh.
The longsword drew out, directly slashing a blade.
"Not bad power." Taoist Peach Blossom sensed it slightly, then understood the power of this strike, definitely strong within the realm of mythology.
Upon hearing Taoist Peach Blossom's praise, Mitsui Shichiro felt proud, knowing he had gained considerable esteem in his heart.
He deliberately displayed his strength before Taoist Peach Blossom, to prove that as a follower, he was truly capable.
As a royal envoy expert, Mitsui Shichiro's strength might not be Japan's number one today, but at least in Sword Dao, he was unmatched.
