"These people tried to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice, and in an instant became anxious, hurriedly saying, 'Lord Holy Sword, we mean no harm...'
'Lord Holy Sword, we were wrong, please...'
A dazzling golden light quickly flashed through Holy Sword's eyes, but it ignored the shouting crowd, merely looking down on them with a hint of indifference.
'If you keep chattering, there's no need to proceed with the remaining assessments.'
As soon as these words were spoken, the shouting inheritors immediately quieted down, not daring to speak further.
They even subtly retreated some distance, moving further away from where Xia Feng and his two companions were.
Li Qingyu's eyes were red with rage. The Sword Intent Body she had worked so hard to receive was taken back, and her meridians reverted to their original state.
This made her seethe with hatred.
