Chapter 117 War With The Knife Clan

• They glanced toward the white-robed youth walking silently at the edge of the group, their eyes flickering with a mix of respect and awe.
• Alexander strode forward, his expression calm, yet within his mind, he was quietly immersing himself in the sensation of that earth-shattering sword strike Uncle Nathaniel had once taught him.
• He could feel it—his Art of the Sword was on the verge of breaking through, stepping into the intermediate realm of Sword King.