Translator: Pika
Pei Mianman began her demonstration.
She had been born beautiful. Paired with the gracefulness of this technique, she didn’t look like she was displaying a martial art at all. Instead, it looked as if she was dancing.
This truly was a splendid and wonderful performance; it was as if a goddess had appeared in the world of mortals.
Zu An couldn’t hold back a sigh. What the heck was I even watching before? Those period-costume dramas have nothing o..
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