Jiang He's current sword was purchased from a certain treasure site, where the seller claimed it to be a Longquan Treasure Sword. It's quite flashy and good-looking, with a patterned steel of high hardness, not the kind of soft sword used for performances, and considerably heavier than her old sword, though it still felt fine in her hand.
However, it wasn't sharpened, and the sharpness was not just a little but significantly worse. She didn't mind, after all, it was only for practice.
Xu Qing had asked her why she still practiced every day, and she said it was a habit.
In the afternoon.
The delivery guy made a call, arriving at the door with two packages addressed to Jiang He—when buying things for Jiang He, Xu Qing would always put her name as the recipient.
"What's that?"
Jiang He was already used to seeing packages arrive and had even considered competing with the delivery guy for work.
"Your clothes."
