He has been wandering the land of the martial arts masters for many years.
Old Demon Han had his own set of experiences out there.
He knew that the he could not trust the words of humans, those of especially beautiful women!
"Senior, why are you still doubtful?"
Old Demon Han sized up the two girls from top to bottom.
The two girls carried all kinds of treasures on their backs, on their waists, and in their hands.
Old Demon Han could sense a hostile aura emitted from the two swords.
It was clear that the swords were no ordinary swords.
That sword had killed many people, and every one of them was an master.
If a sword was able to take down that many masters, it was certainly a treasure. At least one knew that it wouldn't be destroyed during battle.
