"But, continuing like this isn't a solution."
Chen Fan furrowed his brows.
The people from the commerce guild weren't idiots. They sent two waves of assassins to kill him, but he still appeared before them unharmed. Even the dumbest person would sense something amiss.
As those two were discussing earlier, if the opponents were to send out Awakeners, there could be trouble.
Though, the possibility of that was small.
"I'll head back, improve my strength, and then come back to hunt. It would be a waste not to use these Qi Blood Pills."
He glanced at a corpse ahead, focusing on the long saber hanging from the waist, and his eyes lit up.
He walked over quickly, reached out to untie it, and weighed it in his hand. It was at least seven or eight hundred pounds.
He drew the saber; its cold glint shone, extremely sharp.
A light flick of his finger produced a crisp sound; it was a Tier Two Alloy Battle Saber.
"Not bad."
