Ling Chuxi had always been unwilling to let Ling Yichen know too much about the blue abyss sword, afraid that it would bring him unnecessary disaster. However, at this moment, seeing Ling Yichen's determined gaze and free and easy figure, Ling Chuxi suddenly felt a trace of apology.
They were friends that would never change. No matter what happened in the future, she would protect Ling Yichen's safety. Similarly, Ling Yichen would never abandon her. Since that was the case, there was no need to hide it anymore.
"Is there anything else?" Ling Yichen asked.
"The Cang Yuan sword's spirit is actually on me ..." After making her decision, Ling Chuxi told Ling Yichen everything about the Cang Yuan sword's remnant will.
"In fact, I've already guessed it." Ling Yichen said with a smile.
"You already knew?" Ling Chuxi looked at Ling Yichen in surprise.
