Azief heard the sound of the sword and he shakes his head.
He waves his hand and the Immortal Sword Hut door opens up like it was being struck by a violent wind.
Xi Feng who was hacking the air, practicing the sword art was startled. He stops his movement, with a guilty expression and bow respectfully to Azief
Azief look at him, with that cold gaze.
'You are still confused' Azief said. Xi Feng look downcast and he nodded like he understands what Azief is trying to say
'I am, Master. I could not let it go'
Azief hold the sword near his bed and sighed. He looked back at Xi Feng and said
