King Hong's reply was exactly what Lin Mu wanted, and he was pleased.
"Very well then, please get back." Lin Mu spoke.
He picked a location that was a bit far from the old man's position just so that he would not be disturbed excessively.
~shing~
The short sword was summoned from his ring and floated in front of him. Lin Mu had stopped keeping the short sword on his waist for a few weeks now. It was mostly because of the new disguise he had taken up, though.
King Hong and Adviser Liu gazed at the short sword, finding it to be of impeccable quality.
"Excellent blade! I don't think I've ever seen anything of this level in our sect." Hua San praised.
"Where did you get this Senior Lin Mu?" Hua Wu asked.
"Oh, I got this from the patriarch of the Jing clan." Lin Mu said, stunning the three.
While he had told them that the Jing clan was still alive, they had not expected Lin Mu to have a weapon like this.
