"That's right, it's the Storm Sword." Ye Chen smiled faintly.
Zi Lin shot Ye Chen a meaningful look. "Some time ago, the loss of the Storm Sword from the House of Storms created quite a commotion. To think that it's in Your Excellency's possession."
"Elder Zi Lin, surely you won't inform the House of Storms about this?" Ye Chen stared at Zi Lin.
"Rest assured, Your Excellency. My Spirit Artifact Council knows what's what. The Spirit Artifact Council doesn't have any particular regard for the House of Storms. No matter where it comes from, my Spirit Artifact Council only cares about business. A customer's privacy is our duty," Zi Lin said seriously.
From the previous transaction, Ye Chen had learned of the Spirit Artifact Council's code of conduct. Otherwise, he would not have whipped out the Storm Sword so casually.
