Zhaang Ye seemed not to have heard the Fourth Hall Master's scolding. His mind was completely consumed by that sliver of Sword Intent from just a moment ago. As a saber user, that wisp of Sword Intent—which pierced through ancient and modern times, unstoppable and unrivaled—made Zhaang Ye's entire body tremble!
"Master, I've decided! I want this fragment!" Zhaang Ye calmed the qi in his body and said to the Fourth Hall Master in a deep voice.
A pained look flashed in the Fourth Hall Master's eyes. He had gone through great trouble to collect this fragment. The world-rending Sword Intent within it was of great benefit even to him. However, since he had promised Zhaang Ye a free choice, he couldn't refuse the request no matter how reluctant he felt. He said nonchalantly, "It's just a blade fragment, isn't it? Go ahead and take it!"
As he said this, the Fourth Hall Master's face couldn't help but twitch.
