"Martial Uncle..."
Long Tingfeng's face was full of reluctance, as if he were cutting off a piece of his own flesh.
People of the Sword Sect have always regarded other things like clothes and items.
Only with their swords do they feel as close as with their own family, not to be easily parted with.
Leaving one's sword in someone else's hands is akin to sending one's wife to spend the night at another's home.
"It's all for the great plan of the Sword Sect. It's a small sacrifice we must ask of you, Nephew."
Chunyu Cultivator, rare in his gentle demeanor, patiently persuaded:
"Bai Qilang, this disciple is extremely crucial to both me and Senior Brother Mo. If my predictions are correct, we may even need to request the Sect Leader to personally witness him."
Long Tingfeng frowned deeply, instinctively feeling that Martial Uncle Chunyu was exaggerating, intentionally sensationalizing.
Having the Sect Leader emerge from seclusion, what a significant event!
