Li Jie
--- Jie, twenty-two, stood with practiced ease, his dark hair tied neatly at the nape of his neck, loose strands framing a sharp, angular face that rarely betrayed emotion. His eyes, dark and observant, missed nothing, scanning the dim alleyways of Huangfeng with the patience of a hunter. He was a swordsman of the Southern Guard, known for his precision, his calm in danger, and the subtle intensity that seemed to radiate from his very presence.
About Li Jie
--- Jie, twenty-two, stood with practiced ease, his dark hair tied neatly at the nape of his neck, loose strands framing a sharp, angular face that rarely betrayed emotion. His eyes, dark and observant, missed nothing, scanning the dim alleyways of Huangfeng with the patience of a hunter. He was a swordsman of the Southern Guard, known for his ...Read more