At this moment.
Su Chen did indeed raise his eyes and looked around.
The entire twenty-first level had quite a few swords.
Roughly over three hundred.
Each one was locked within a top-level crystal stone space.
They could be seen but not touched unless the guide personally opened them, and it had to be a guide of sufficient rank; ordinary guides did not have the authority to open them.
While Su Chen was looking at the swords, other martial cultivators inside the twenty-first level were also curiously watching him to see which sword Su Chen would choose.
Ying Jin was still somewhat nervous.
Because, Su Chen was not giving him any face.
Clearly, he'd pointed to a cheaper section.
But Su Chen was still looking, directing his gaze toward the expensive section.
This was like wanting to butcher a fool!!!
This broke-ass is really thick-skinned!
Ying Jin felt somewhat displeased.
Of course, he didn't show it on his face.
