Chapter 149: Falling Leaves, Bamboo Flute, Sword Dance_3

It seems using it this way is indeed interesting and worth learning from.

Finally, as the sunset descended in the evening, this sword practice session slowly concluded. By this time, the ground of the central courtyard was littered with many cut leaves and fallen branches. From the smooth cuts on those leaves, one could see the sharpness and speed of the sword moves, with some sap flowing and dispersing in the air, giving off a faint fragrance of grass and wood.

"Let's end here for today." In a moon-white long dress, Tilan announced, tinged with a faint golden-red hue by the sunset.

"Thank you, Lord Tilan." Everyone clasped their fists and bowed again.

Walking through the leaf-strewn central courtyard, Tilan again looked around at the surrounding buildings and landscapes, feeling a faint sense of affectionate nostalgia rising within her.