Yun chujiu felt that the interaction between the old couple was very interesting. The old man was wise but foolish, while the old lady was sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. This kind of bland happiness was very enviable.
Yun Chujiu regained her senses and heard the person on the stage say, “I heard that the nameless sword sect has two sword forging masters. I wonder if there are any swords that are better than the wind shadow sword in my hand?”
Elder Duanmu and elder Dongfang were both in the VIP seats. They frowned when they heard this. This was the first time they had encountered such a situation.
The two of them wanted to ignore it, but they did not expect that the person on the stage would speak more and more arrogantly and harshly. His words implied that elder Duanmu and elder Dongfang were cowards.
Elder Duanmu had a bad temper to begin with, so how could he endure it? He immediately left the VIP seats and went onto the high platform.
