Weapons. There were so many that each students' eyes could not stay at one. Their eyes roamed and their lips grinned because today they will receive their weapon.
"It's a good thing Jade Emperor was fine parting with so many weapons," Han Mo whispered.
Zhang Xu Lan stared at his twin blades and back over at the rack of heavenly touched weapons. He wondered if his blades were also gifted by the Jade Emperor, or if this was just ordinary ones. His black eyes looked over at his father, who was currently explaining the different kinds of weapons. He remembered receiving them when he was only 15 and he remembered the weight it carried.
'But father never told me where he received them,' the pink haired man thought.
"Xu Lan," the voice of his raven-haired uncle spoke up near him and he stood straight.
There was something about this uncle that made him fearful, excited, and preened from his attention.
"Uncle Li."
"What do you call your blades?"
