The hilt of the sword hit Wu Jinhai's head quite hard, but it wasn't the sword itself that dared to do that to its old master.
"Get milk from your ancestors, not me!" The culprit behind the merciless attack scolded the victim, and of course, it was Bai Chen because Wu Jiang had indeed snuggled against his chest before the taller man suddenly uttered a random statement that irritated him.
It was indeed not the sword that wanted to injure its old master, and the innocent sword even trembled slightly as it witnessed how its 'parents' fought in front of it. The sword did look like an innocent child because it looked scared when its 'parents' argued because of it.
However, Wu Jinhai only chuckled even if he had just received a hit from the shorter man. "In the eyes of a lover, Xi Shi appears[1]. Wu Jiang only wants you to be its mother, so I can't go find another mother for it," he replied calmly.
